It’s official… I am a college graduate
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Yes, it is official. I am officially a university graduate.
I checked my graduation/degree status just five minutes ago. I can’t apply for my teacher’s license until my degree information is posted, so I have been monitoring it like crazy so that I can order my transcripts as soon as possible. I want to get that application in! I want to get that pretty piece of paper that says I am qualified to be a teacher. I want SOME proof that I didn’t waste the past five years.
It still feels strange for me to think about. This is, by far, my greatest accomplishment. There were truly times, like when I pulled all nighters or rested on the brink of a nervous breakdown as I stared down a list of things I had to do in time that seemed too short, that I thought I would never, ever be a success. Despite every A (and four A-), I never felt like I was good enough to do it. I always waited and wondered when I’d mess it all up and everything that I had worked so hard for would disappear.
But, according to the school, I did it! And they wouldn’t lie about something like this.
I even have proof!
The Newport News Greek Festival starts today! Alfee is going to take me this weekend. It will be something fun to do for an hour or so. I like to walk around the shopping area because they usually have a lot of Byzantine and Ancient Greek themed stuff. Some Russian, too. I can never really afford to buy anything, but I still like to look.
And the food is good.