I could really get used to these short weeks. I don’t have classes on Friday so because of Fall Break, I only had class on Wednesday and Thursday this week. It was very relaxing especially because life is slowing down a little. With the MS Walk over, I’m getting used to my classes and I can finally focus on getting myself ready for graduation.

I met with my adviser for possibly the last time this week, and it finally sunk in that I will be graduating in a little more than seven months! I can’t believe how fast the time has gone. High school seemed like an eternity compared to my time at OSU, but I think that may be because I wasn’t adapting to so many changes in high school.

At OSU, things change all the time. For example, look at our campus. When I was making the long walk from commuter parking one day this week, I realized I had passed three separate construction sites before getting to class, and that’s not even all of them. So much progress is going on that I’m afraid I won’t even recognize OSU 10 years down the road. I don’t necessarily think that these changes aren’t needed or that they’re a bad thing. It’s just a little strange to think of how different it will be.

Because my media style and structure lab was cancelled this week, I got to go to the dedication of Old Central. I had never even been inside Old Central before I had to write a story about it for the O’Colly my sophomore year. Since then, I have tried to keep up with it a little better considering it’s in the middle of a major facelift.

At the dedication ceremony, Bob Blackburn, executive director of the Oklahoma Historical Society, talked about his memories of playing flag football in front of the building when he was in school. As he was talking, I couldn’t help but think, “that will be me one day.” Reminiscing about my time here at OSU and all the great memories I have.

I think it is great to still have Old Central because it’s something tangible that we can look back on to remember our history. Hennessey has some of that, too. Like a lot of downtowns, our main street is lined with historic buildings. About two weeks ago, two of these buildings were destroyed by a fire that could have consumed the entire block. My dad is a volunteer firefighter, so my family was constantly calling to give me updates on what was going on. In the end, we were thankful that no one was hurt, but it is sad to think of all the history that was lost.

I think sometimes we can take things for granted assuming nothing will change and people will always be there. After hearing how hard preservationists had to fight to keep Old Central standing, I’m reminded to be thankful for the history I get to experience each and every day because it is entirely possible that it won’t be there in the future.