So…
…I’m apparently going to graduate this semester after all. I wish I could say I feel much of anything. I suppose relief because it’s one less thing to worry about.
I would have hoped graduting with a Master’s degree wouldn’t be so underwhelming. Maybe it’s because I wonder if I’ve learned much. I’m sure I have, but this semester has been the least useful since I’ve got here.
I’m more sad about my friends all going their seperate ways. It sucked hard enough when Kenny left for Panama City in February, but in about a week I probably won’t see Kim, Mark, Tyson, Tina, or Billy again. Thankfully I’ll still have time to hand out with Fincher, Turo, Christine, Brad, Sarah, Keith, and Marie during this summer.
Just kind of like graduating from High Point….yay school being over…boo having to move and find new cool people.
