The night before every first day of the semester, I’m usually a nervous wreck. Tonight though? I wanna stay up until 4 am (because I’m a natural insomniac) just because I fuckin’ can?! Wahoo!!!
Staying at a hotel the night before graduation was meant to cut down my stress. Don’t have to worry about traffic or getting lost.
But as I was leaving my apartment to come here, after a night of bar hopping with friends, I almost felt compelled to stay. As if, staying in my apartment tonight would keep away the impending change. I know that tomorrow, it’ll hit me and I’ll really feel like a graduated student. And I’ve never truly been done with school. After high school, it was always college. And the idea of post-college was going to grad school. I’m not going to grad school anymore, thank God.
I’m coming to grips with how much I fear not being a student. I’ve never known anything else in life and I’m scared, now more than ever, that this is the real test and I’ll fail.
I’m going to graduate from college on Saturday. I’m guessing the nerves that go with that statement aren’t the all-nighter shakes.
um holy shit, I haven’t been on tumblr in ages.
On Halloween, I went to my job for most of the day, went to school and did homework, and then went to sleep at 11:00. That’s life for me right now. I like it; it isn’t the best and I’m not having the time of my life, but I can feel the growth. It’s nice. Pleasant, almost.