...it'll be over. My formal education, that is. Tomorrow is graduation. I can't believe six years have flown by so quickly. I'm torn between relief, pride, sadness, and sheer terror. The College of Arts and Sciences ceremony begins at 9 a.m. and ends at 11. I asked to work that day, since I've never planned on going to commencement anyhow, and honestly, I'm glad.
School was fun, but my on-campus job was simply wonderful. I wish I had more than 8 hours left of it. It's hard to believe I've worked here for nearly two years; when I worked those two years at Burger King, it FELT like two years. The past three years at university seem to have passed in a dream. It's strange...I've worked towards this for so long, and felt so, so burned out, but now...I'm not ready for it to be over.
Yeah, I'm sure you can tell my emotions are running high tonight. They'll no doubt be rushing over tomorrow. My goodness, how I'm going to miss this place. I complained and I griped and I wished it would all be done with, but I'll miss it. I didn't miss high school much, except for band, but I think that was because I knew it wasn't quite over...I still had college to get through. I'll probably go back and get my Master's eventually, but it's not really required anymore. I can survive on this. I won't be as comfortable as I'd like to be, maybe, but I can survive with a Bachelor's of Social Work.
My graduation ceremony ends at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning, and my shift at work will be done at 3 that afternoon. I will no longer be a student. I will no longer be a caterer. My goodness, I'm about to cry. Tears of joy, tears of sadness...both, I guess.
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