Graduation
Wed, Jun. 4th, 2003 02:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oyceterWell, it's done and over with. I've walked. Graduated. Commenced. Ascended. Yesterday, we all stood in the drizzly New Jersey weather and threw our caps in the air. Then we walked out the gate.
And it's strange, because I don't really know how I feel right now. Most of Commencement weekend I've been completely frazzled, trying to get my mom and sister to the right places when they don't know the campus, trying to meet friends' parents, and to top it all off, being sick. So I haven't really been on LJ (have lots of entries to catch up with). Right now I'm sitting in the boy's very empty room and typing on one of his roommate's laptops. Everyone else I know here is pretty much gone. My roommate, S., her boyfriend, people from my club.
It's been a busy few days, especially with the packing. I've accumulated a ton of stuff during my four years here. And now just typing that makes me realize I've spent an entire four years of my life here, and I'm not coming back. I'm not going to be living in the dorms here again, not going to swing by the Wa at 4 in the morning, not going to my club or weaving home drunk, not hanging out in T.'s apartment, not dropping by the student center for mail or the college store for pitas. No more classes. No more close knit group of friends who all basically live in the same place.
Ok, now it's starting to hit. But not too hard. I'm trying very hard not to think about not seeing all the people I know here (except the boy, which helps) and pretending that I'm just coming back in the fall like I do every year. Because I've had a lovely four years here, though some were tougher than others. I figured out some things about myself, I learned some things in class. I wrote a thesis. This is where I learned how to drink, where I figured out sex and hooking up, where I learned how to truly procrastinate. And this is where I met a whole lot of people who were completely different from me, but at the same time, completely the same. And even though I'm happy I've graduated with honors and have a fancy Latin diploma, really, that doesn't mean anything. That's just the classes here. And though I loved classes here, I'm going to miss the people and living here the most.
So here's to college and to four years of work, play, and sleep.
And it's strange, because I don't really know how I feel right now. Most of Commencement weekend I've been completely frazzled, trying to get my mom and sister to the right places when they don't know the campus, trying to meet friends' parents, and to top it all off, being sick. So I haven't really been on LJ (have lots of entries to catch up with). Right now I'm sitting in the boy's very empty room and typing on one of his roommate's laptops. Everyone else I know here is pretty much gone. My roommate, S., her boyfriend, people from my club.
It's been a busy few days, especially with the packing. I've accumulated a ton of stuff during my four years here. And now just typing that makes me realize I've spent an entire four years of my life here, and I'm not coming back. I'm not going to be living in the dorms here again, not going to swing by the Wa at 4 in the morning, not going to my club or weaving home drunk, not hanging out in T.'s apartment, not dropping by the student center for mail or the college store for pitas. No more classes. No more close knit group of friends who all basically live in the same place.
Ok, now it's starting to hit. But not too hard. I'm trying very hard not to think about not seeing all the people I know here (except the boy, which helps) and pretending that I'm just coming back in the fall like I do every year. Because I've had a lovely four years here, though some were tougher than others. I figured out some things about myself, I learned some things in class. I wrote a thesis. This is where I learned how to drink, where I figured out sex and hooking up, where I learned how to truly procrastinate. And this is where I met a whole lot of people who were completely different from me, but at the same time, completely the same. And even though I'm happy I've graduated with honors and have a fancy Latin diploma, really, that doesn't mean anything. That's just the classes here. And though I loved classes here, I'm going to miss the people and living here the most.
So here's to college and to four years of work, play, and sleep.
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Well done!!!
Wed, Jun. 4th, 2003 04:35 pm (UTC)One of these days I shall just probably get a paper ceremony done, so I don't have to be there.
Re: Well done!!!
Fri, Jun. 6th, 2003 11:13 am (UTC)