The Final Countdown

Yes, that's right, the day of reckoning is fast approaching. And by that, of course, I do mean the day of my college graduation.

It's kind of weird to think that by this time next week I will no longer be an undergrad. I'll no longer have that to claim as an excuse for why I'm so A) poor, B) naive, or C) inappropriate, haha. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm definitely not like one of your average sorority sisters who is so devastated at the thought of graduating that the very word brings tears to my eyes. I've been ready for this for a while, and with a job lined up to start in July, I'm in a much better place than most of my fellow soon-to-be-ex-students. But the nature of this time of year does bring a certain kind of contemplation to my mind, and even I am not as heartless as to say that I'm not going to miss this place. After all, JMU has been my home for the past four years, my place of residence for ages 17 through 21 (and those are some pretty crucial years, I'm told) and I am sorry to be going. Sort of.

It helps to know that I've already got a place to fit in back in Northern Virginia. Most of my friends graduated long ago, and I'm finally going to be joining the ranks of those so well established in the "real world." However, I would be amiss to say that I'm jumping into this with no fears or trepidation, as I'm pretty sure the fact that I'm around constantly, rather than being a monthy (or bi-monthly... or tri-monthly...) treat when I go up to visit, I'm just going to be an establishment. It just makes me curious as to exactly how long it'll be 'til they all get sick of me, ahaha.

Yes, it is just a little bit sad to be concluding this stage of my life. From what I've been hearing lately, I should say goodbye to any concept of time, since the years all just start to run together from this point on (depressing, no?) I don't have that mentality at all, but I'm sure in a year or so I'll be just as jaded as the rest of you. In the meantime, however, I'm looking forward to the next stage. Being a grown up (whatever that means), having money (this is probably the thing I'm most excited about), being near my friends (wait, I mean, *this* is what I'm most excited about, obviously), even having-gasp!- responsibilities. It's a pretty exciting time, despite what people may be saying that is to the contrary.

Here I go. :)