Despite the fact of passing, this has been one crazy hectic day, and my long and sometimes brutal journey towards the light on the hill that we call "graduation," I still have a short but rocky route ahead of me. I still have random papers to complete, and hours to tally. Addresses to find, budgets to create, bills to pay, memories to reflect upon.
This has been a rough semester, mostly because of the amount of things to do. I've taken 18 hours of classes plus an internship, been planning for a wedding, and working two jobs. I don't know how it's happened, but I'm getting there. I've felt more antisocial than I've ever been, and I've been more antisocial than I thought I could ever handle. But I've survived. Who would have thought, but sometimes, just sometimesI enjoy it. I'm pretty shocked that I can even say that.
I'm still overwhelmed with work that I don't think it's quite hit me that I'm graduating. I don't know when I'm finally going to slow down long enough to realize it.