May 12, 2008 00:01
I'm graduating on Saturday.
SATURDAY. It's officially less than a week away.
I sent out announcements. But I still haven't picked up my cap and gown. Not in a hurry to do so either.
I have no job, no money, no PLAN. I don't even have a PLA. (it's from Friends)
Because of no job and no money, I'm going to have to move home. Soon. It's something I said I would never do, and I'm not looking forward to the reaction of people back home, but I'll just have to deal with it and try to find the fastest train out of there.
I'm scared to death, quite frankly. I'm scared to leave my friends. I'm trying to write letters to everyone but the minute I sit down to write, I push it away. I can't grasp the fact that this is really happening. I am leaving Megan, Frank, Pat, Nick, and Wayne. It's going to be hard to say goodbye to everyone....but those five, they're my world. They are the best friends I've ever had and not seeing them every day is going to kill me at first.
When I have a sore throat, Nick won't be there to tell me that I have pharyngitis with a slight case of tonsilitis.
When I need my internet to work, Megan won't be there to fix it.
When I need to know about Pygmies in South Africa, Frank won't be there to read Wikipedia to me.
When I need to know what Sen. Lugar has to say about biofuel, Wayne won't be there with the report to read. .
When I need someone to make me laugh, Pat won't be there to sing Africa or the Charles in Charge Theme Song.
I don't want to say goodbye.