And there we have it. I’m…done. I didn’t ever think it would actually go this far, you know. I’m not saying that I didn’t see the end as a possibility, I just didn’t see it as an eminent reality. But is that really my fault?
I’ve lived for years under the assumption that school is what we’re supposed to do and that’s what we’re going to do until we’ve done it. Who ever saw the “done it” as a thing of the past? I wasn’t aware that they were serious when they said it. I thought we would just find some other way to keep going, so that although its usefulness has outlived its course, we could still stick with what’s comfortable.
And so as I finished my penultimate finals with the submission of a paper on Dante, I turn to Youtube for solace, and find that they have exactly what I’m looking for.
The saddest moment of my day today has been realizing that this trip is at its halfway point. It makes me want to…well…*sniffle*…
AHEM! Allora, I think that this has been the most incredible experience of my life. And it’s not even that impressive voicing out aloud, because when I put this idea into words it diminishes it somehow. I have twenty-one years under my belt, the world is my oyster, and I feel like I’m at the peak of my experience. Everything it going up from here.
I’m in love with being young. Everyday I’ll have a conversation with a new person in which we discuss our options for the future. I think I have four or five completely separate career options at this point, and it’s awesome. This is the moment in my life where I feel like I can do anything I want. So, if you’re reading this and, say, considering a university to attend, I’m pretty pumped for you. The possibilities are endless. Live it up, and make the best of the time you have.
I'm sad! see those tears?