There is just a little over two weeks until I'm officially done with my undergraduate education.
Weird.
I've been in school for eighteen years. Being a student has been how I've always defined myself, in some way. It'll be ... interesting, learning to shed that identity. It makes me a little nervous. Formative years are so much work. But it's nonetheless exciting. It feels adventurous.
I'm looking forward to and dreading the summer. I plan to:
- work part- to full- time.
- find a job in the cities.
- find an apartment in the cities.
- get comfortable driving.
- miss Nick like crazy.
- relish the time with my friends.
Can't believe it's already here.
1 comment:
That would be weird. But don't worry. You are seriously one of the most mature, capable people I know. If anyone can handle life, it's you. I am sooooo sad that I cannot be at your graduatation. It's freaking me out. What day is it specifically? I'll call you. LOVE!
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