SHIT
I'm graduating tomorrow.
I'm graduating.
From college.
Tomorrow.
As in..... 10:30 AM tomorrow. in 8 hours and 26 minutes.
Holy shit.
How did this happen?
I'm sitting here panicking at 2AM in the morning because I just said goodbye to all my friends.
The people I have been closest to.
The people who know all my secrets, and have accepted me for who I am.
And I'm sitting here thinking that if I don't go to bed, the morning will never come and I will never have to walk across that stage covered in medals and pins.
Those accomplishments mean nothing to me. Nothing if I am going back to exactly the way I was.
I refuse to go back to Massachusetts and watch my life waste away.
These four years have been the craziest, most stressful, most rewarding, most fun years of my life.
I am grateful for the time that I have been given.
But I'm not ready to give up everything that I have found at Marist.
I'm graduating in 8 hours and 21 minutes.
I'm graduating.
From college.
Tomorrow.
As in..... 10:30 AM tomorrow. in 8 hours and 26 minutes.
Holy shit.
How did this happen?
I'm sitting here panicking at 2AM in the morning because I just said goodbye to all my friends.
The people I have been closest to.
The people who know all my secrets, and have accepted me for who I am.
And I'm sitting here thinking that if I don't go to bed, the morning will never come and I will never have to walk across that stage covered in medals and pins.
Those accomplishments mean nothing to me. Nothing if I am going back to exactly the way I was.
I refuse to go back to Massachusetts and watch my life waste away.
These four years have been the craziest, most stressful, most rewarding, most fun years of my life.
I am grateful for the time that I have been given.
But I'm not ready to give up everything that I have found at Marist.
I'm graduating in 8 hours and 21 minutes.