I hate it when things end (pt. 2)
It's hard to believe that my last class is tomorrow. After all, it was my parents who got me this far - they who never went to high school or college wanted to see their own daughter get the education they never had a chance to receive. I am the culmination of their familial obligations, love, and encouragement. And by some of my own will power I was able to come this far...
It's crazy after 17 years of going to school, one day you will stop. There will be no lofty brick buildings to walk past, no notes to take, professors to love and loathe. No bells will mark the hours of your life, and there will be no new and worldly facts to analyze and memorize. There will be no one to save you a seat in lecture, the no responsibility mandate that enables you to party as much as you want and wake up the next to maybe/maybe not go to class.
What I'm trying to say is, is that I'll miss this place. I'm going to miss being a student and that special time in one's life where they can be a student. It really only happens once and the opportunities/freedoms you get will never be the same when you're no longer a student.
Feel free to comment on how you feel about graduating...
It's crazy after 17 years of going to school, one day you will stop. There will be no lofty brick buildings to walk past, no notes to take, professors to love and loathe. No bells will mark the hours of your life, and there will be no new and worldly facts to analyze and memorize. There will be no one to save you a seat in lecture, the no responsibility mandate that enables you to party as much as you want and wake up the next to maybe/maybe not go to class.
What I'm trying to say is, is that I'll miss this place. I'm going to miss being a student and that special time in one's life where they can be a student. It really only happens once and the opportunities/freedoms you get will never be the same when you're no longer a student.
Feel free to comment on how you feel about graduating...