Senior Speech: Kristiyan Dimitrov
Next up is Kristiyan Dimitrov, a BUS & MAT major. As if that isn’t an unorthodox combination, he has also been involved in musicals, theatre plays, and even organized the first ever Blacklight show at AUBG. The incredible diversity at AUBG opened Kris’ eyes to all the amazing things that the world has to offer. He is grateful to the talented students and professors at AUBG, who have the courage to turn ideas into reality. They are an inspiration to do the same. Good luck heroes of 2015!
Every time I pronounce the letters A-U-B-G it is as if a string in my soul vibrates. Why is that so? How did these simple four letters come to mean so much?
It all started exactly 1366 days ago. It was a hot summer’s day, the Sunday just before Orientation week. I knew absolutely no one in Blagoevgrad. Walking through the Main Building door, the guard saw me and the very first thing he said was “Don’t you have a brother who graduated here?”
Indeed, one of my brothers graduated from AUBG in 2007. And just like any other place where I had followed in his footsteps, his legacy was the first thing I was confronted with. But deep down I knew: I am not my brother. Nor was I everything my parents, friends or teachers thought of me. But then again, who and what was I? It was time to start defining what my name would stand for and, luckily, I had ahead of me four years to figure that out, in an environment, which is extremely conducive to the task.
Our campus is always bustling with clubs organizing all sorts of events. The Broadway Performance Club is rehearsing for a spectacular musical; More Honors are preparing the wittiest show on Earth; Olympics is setting up exhilarating sports events; StartUP and TEDx are preparing to inspire us; Our media – AURA, AUBG Daily, DeFacto, The Purple – are always out to keep us informed and entertained; SG makes us appreciate diversity by organizing talent shows and the taste fest; BLIMUN is challenging us to be critical citizens of the world; the Dance Crew fills us with energy; our amazing RAs and advisors are organizing all kinds of workshops; AUBG Talks is filming all the events we wish we could get to, but can’t; countless presentations, theatre plays, piano recitals and many other events I did not mention. Literally, if I did not stop to take a breath, I would suffocate trying to list them all.
All of these are the products of restless minds, with the courage to make ideas into realities. But how are such minds created? We don’t have to look any further than the classes we take and the professors that teach us.
They are responsible for turning us into independent thinkers and visionary doers. Just as the searing heat of a forge heats up the dull blade, so do classroom discussions set our minds on fire. And just as the hammer strikes sharpen the blade, so do exams, assignments and projects focus our minds. Oh how many were the sleepless nights spent writing homeworks, reports and papers.
Afterwards, some of us would cool off with sleep, others with beer. We would celebrate with some of the wildest parties to every grace Blagoevgrad. But more importantly, we would create and strengthen the bonds of friendship, which make today so bitter-sweet.
So what is the combined result of these four years? After being challenged times beyond measure, we now know how resourceful and enduring we can be. We now know what camaraderie can achieve, when you trust in the people beside you. We now have the confidence that our minds are capable of achieving our goals, that our blades are capable of slaying even the fieriest of dragons.
In fact, the diplomas that each and every one of us will receive today will be the most significant proof of this claim. Our friends, our families, our professors were guiding us along the way, but in the end, each one of us, as an individual, made the choices and exerted the effort necessary to get to this day. Our diplomas are one of the most profound assertions that we are both capable and worthy of accomplishing great things.
I made the first step into AUBG, confused about who I was. The answer to that question will never be static or carved in stone. But the tool I will use to keep answering that question every day for the rest of my life is already in my possession. It is my independent mind and the confidence to live up to any purpose I designate.
Now is the time for us to hear the last thing we will ever hear as students at AUBG. It will be our names as we reach out to take our diplomas. It will be our names, which stand for everything we are and everything we can become. It is the resounding declaration that each and every one of us is a hero, if only we choose to make ourselves such.
Class of 2015, I wish you the right choice.
Thank you and Good Luck!