Wednesday was my last day of classes of my college career. It’s strange: part of me is really excited to be ready and out of college, but another part of me is extremely anxious and nervous. I’ve been wavering over the two in the past couple of weeks, especially within the last three weeks finishing up my final projects of the semester. I honestly don’t know how to feel.
It’s strange hearing all of these “Congratulations!” and “Hooray! You’re graduating!” shpeals from everyone. I guess it hasn’t hit me yet since I have to prepare for 4 more finals, but I have a feeling once commencement hits, I’m going to start breaking down. Once I realize I have nothing to study and cram for, I’m going to go nuts.
My college career has been nothing but memorable. I’m thankful for all the relationships and connections I’ve made throughout it. I’m thankful for everyone I’ve met whether it be through student organizations, work, classes, or just through mutual friends, especially those I’ve gotten close with and those I don’t hang out as much with but still keep in contact with. I’m thankful for my family for sticking by me even when I suddenly decided to double major. Heck, I’m thankful for pretty much everything.
I shouldn’t speculate on what’ll happen to me, though. There’s no use in doing that. I’ll take on commencement head on and see what happens from there. In the meantime, I’ll go ahead and stock up on some alumni gear.

