Every hour in the next three days is one hour closer to the last moments here at High Point University. In three days, we will be staring at the same stage Nido presented on during our first moments as freshmen. We are three days away from the surreal moment of turning a tassel, signifying it’s our turn to enter the terrifying “real world.”

Complete darkness. Suffocating mentally and physically. Glaring eyes turned black from dilated pupils and sharp words that cut deeper than a razor blade. Feeling as if there is no escape from that old, silver Volvo, or that large, dark basement. Have you ever felt that? Having everyone tell you they don’t believe you, until years later when it happens to them? Until you have, don’t tell me “not to worry” and that “I will get through this.” Just don’t.

'Good afternoon Buddhist Scholars' was a greeting I miss hearing every week, it was how Dr. Toole greeted his students. As a student of Dr. Toole, I am devastated. He was known as the funny, engaging professor that students wanted to experience at some point in their academic career at High Point University.