Proof that some words are useless
Now it’s time we say goodbye to everything and a sayonara to everyone, for the semester, we’re all tired and we write our own eulogies on recycled paper to bid farewell to another school year steeped in highs, lows and times we’d figure it best to forget. A litany that we may never be forgotten and remembered as heroes and someone that perhaps maybe, just maybe you might one day relate others to us. As the sophomores say their long drawn out handkerchief goodbyes and forget-me-nots I feel that there is something more to be said than; it’s been a treat and quite a ride.
This archived article was written by: Zak Konakis
Now it’s time we say goodbye to everything and a sayonara to everyone, for the semester, we’re all tired and we write our own eulogies on recycled paper to bid farewell to another school year steeped in highs, lows and times we’d figure it best to forget. A litany that we may never be forgotten and remembered as heroes and someone that perhaps maybe, just maybe you might one day relate others to us. As the sophomores say their long drawn out handkerchief goodbyes and forget-me-nots I feel that there is something more to be said than; it’s been a treat and quite a ride.
I have grown more as a person, than I have academically I will admit, I have used this column as more of a journal. Streaming thoughts that I could ramble on for long enough to finally have something to hand in. Only then look back either in dismay or general relief that my editorial was finished. I hope more than anything, I kept you entertained, whether I was on a soapbox or using satire to remain on everyone’s radar long enough to have meetings held in my honor. Through it all I hope you opened an issue looking for something that I had done, I know I did every other Thursday.
I want to entertain you, I want to change you and I want to keep you guessing, if you’ve ever been fortunate enough to stumble into the little theatre on campus any given Thursday night at 6 p.m., you would have stumbled onto something that has felt more like an underground club that only the people in the know are keen to. Actors on the Spot is known to the 40 people of regular attendance as the best thing that you are potentially missing, if you’ve been to a show at any point in the past year, thank you. If you haven’t you have a couple of weeks to rectify that wrong, but you can pretend that you’ve been there for every single show and we’d still love you the same. Campus legend, Randon Kerr, would agree that Actors on the Spot is the one place that makes Thursdays the best day of the week.
