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So I am now a college graduate. Yay. Anyone else out there, then Congratulations! to you too.
So now what...
I guess I'm running off to europe and delaying the real world as long as I possibly can.
I'm starting the trip on Friday heading to London, spending a few days there. Then jumping over to Paris and finishing up in Rome. Oh, beautiful Rome, how I can't wait to see you again. And travel the street that where once was my home. Its like envision going back to that long lost save haven you never thought you would see again except in your dreams. Rome is that fantasy place for me, filled with all the possibilities and mysteries of the world. Its like anything can happen there.
I guess the trip is an amazing present for the last sixteen years I have spent studying and working and pushing myself to success. And if this is what comes at the end I guess in some small way I have succeed. But, at the same time you always think you would feel better, feel grander, feel more special then anything else before. But, in the end it was all just another day that came and went all too fast. Graduation day was just a formality. It didn't accomplish anything that hadn't all ready been graded or critiqued. It was just a day to give me a piece of paper that I couldn't even read. (My diploma is in Latin, who knows how to read Latin?) So, as I said, it was just another day and even before we were out of the graduation tent, the workmen were already taking it apart. And I had nothing to say goodbye to because I'm not even leaving. I will still be seen haunting around the art building or walking on the cliff. Graduation couldn't even get me to leave newport. They roped me in and now I have no idea when I will leave.
So now what...
I guess I'm running off to europe and delaying the real world as long as I possibly can.
I'm starting the trip on Friday heading to London, spending a few days there. Then jumping over to Paris and finishing up in Rome. Oh, beautiful Rome, how I can't wait to see you again. And travel the street that where once was my home. Its like envision going back to that long lost save haven you never thought you would see again except in your dreams. Rome is that fantasy place for me, filled with all the possibilities and mysteries of the world. Its like anything can happen there.
I guess the trip is an amazing present for the last sixteen years I have spent studying and working and pushing myself to success. And if this is what comes at the end I guess in some small way I have succeed. But, at the same time you always think you would feel better, feel grander, feel more special then anything else before. But, in the end it was all just another day that came and went all too fast. Graduation day was just a formality. It didn't accomplish anything that hadn't all ready been graded or critiqued. It was just a day to give me a piece of paper that I couldn't even read. (My diploma is in Latin, who knows how to read Latin?) So, as I said, it was just another day and even before we were out of the graduation tent, the workmen were already taking it apart. And I had nothing to say goodbye to because I'm not even leaving. I will still be seen haunting around the art building or walking on the cliff. Graduation couldn't even get me to leave newport. They roped me in and now I have no idea when I will leave.