Well, the end is here. Tonight is Baccalaureate, tomorrow is Commencement and the Registrars Office told me that I have already officialy graduated."Ladies and Gentleman, the fat lady has started to sing"
I'm not sure if I'm supremely excited - because if I'm excited why do I feel like a piece of regurgitated salami? I'm really happy to be done with classes, tests, projects, writing papers, endless waits in eternal lines for never-ending rehearsals that are always late and perpetualy frustrating. But I'm really going to miss my friends - being able to learn with them, travel with them, eat with them, tease them, make a fool of myself, learn from them, make fun of classes and argue the finer points of postmodernism and English literature. Mostly I miss the people who have gone before, Sleeps, Whit, Matty, Brian, Nina, to name a few. Too all of you friends who are still here (I'm not listing names cause: 1. I'll forget someone and have them mad at me and 2. you should already know who you are) its been a great ride. I'm not sure what precisely I have to do in the future but I know that I'm hesitating between dancing an Irish jig, running to the porcelain god, and crying.
THE END
4 comments:
What, no news of the big record deal? The American Idol gig? The fact that you've been spotted club-hopping with Paris Hilton?
Okay, like, you seriously need to get me your yearbook, because what I want to say sounds way too much like it needs to go there instead of here. I'll be in Leland for the next 3 weeks for Field Botany (which is only 2 weeks long, so you know what I'll be doing the third week besides packing- BEING BORED) any time you feel like dropping by.
so, er, uh, whatever happened to you posting??
you should know how much of a sacrifice it was for me to come to your party. i was flyin high on crack. that should let you know how much you are loved.
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