I graduated from college on Saturday and still can’t quite believe it.
I feel like I’m supposed to be writing an essay right now, or stressing out over an exam, or just generally having a mini heart attack about an assignment. I keep thinking I’m supposed to do something, feel guilty, be worried. But then I realize…it’s over. It’s finally over.
I thought maybe college would never end. Most of my waking life has been spent at school, or doing homework, or going to some school-related event. Now that I’m finished, I feel a little lost. It feels as if I can’t function unless I’m being forced to study.
So here I am, still in my college town for a few more weeks before I move to a city and look for work there. I don’t really know where I’ll work or what I’ll do, but I’m looking forward to being a real human who can leave her job behind at 5 pm and go have a fun life. It’ll be so refreshing to not feel guilty if I actually have fun on the weekends instead of doing homework. And for the next two weeks…I’ll finally relax and take care of myself. I probably need to cleanse my body of all the stress toxins (which probably don’t exist but I swear I feel them in my veinnnnsssss) and the alcohol I consumed after I finished finals…
I’m so happy and lucky to have had such an amazing college education, and I loved my time here and the people I met. I’m just so excited to move on to this exciting part of my life, with even more independence and freedom to actually pursue things I love — I need to get in touch with my creative side again. Getting my B.S. in Psychology was a great choice, and I’ve learned more than I ever expected, but I didn’t get to make things, to paint, to write something other than a research essay. I finally get to put my creativity first.
I’ve missed you all, and thank you for being such wonderful readers as you followed me these last 5 years of my life! Crazy how time flies :) I promise I’ll finally get back to writing more than once every two months.