Jun 11, 2006 23:53
What an amazing weekend, having all the people I love that love me in one place at one time. We've been planning this graduation party for months, and I can't believe it is over. So much hit me at once. I realized how much I miss my BC friends. Having them for a few hours and then watching them leave again was the hardest, and I almost started crying. It made me see how special some of them are to me, and it reminded me that so many of them are not going to be close location-wise very soon. I had Ben here for 3 whole days, and it was so awesome to have him in the place I call home, showing him my town and how I live. It was yet another way for me to see how he fits into my life. He was the first person I saw when I woke up in the morning, and the last person I saw before bed. He helped out with everything for the party and we did a crossword together on Sunday morning in our pajamas. I could get used to this. I saw my childhood neighbors with kids of their own. I had the high school teacher who had the biggest impact on me acting like a part of my family. I had my closest home friends and closest school friends mingling. I had my friends and my relatives mingling. It really was incredible to witness so many pieces of my life coming together and making sense. We had worked so hard to make the party happen and in a flash it was over. Suddenly it hit me even harder that I had graduated. Senior week was over, graduation was over, and now even the party had ended. All that is left is to move for good.
I'm excited and anxious/overwhelmed at the same time. I got a lot of neat stuff for graduation that I'm looking forward to using, but doubt about how I can handle things still lingers. For example, I got a couple cookbooks and I thought "Ooh let me see what I can make!" Then as I read, I realized I didn't even know what half the ingredients ARE, much less how to mix them all together! I also got this book that is supposed to help me cope with the psychological transition from college to real life, which on the one hand I am excited to read and on the other hand makes me think that my family thinks I am crazy enough to require a self-help book. Scarier still is when Ben was perusing it and starting pointing things out to me that he thinks I need to read. Oh boy.
Life really begins soon. I hope it can keep up the pace.