As I sauntered back across the parking lot of my apartment complex, let myself in, walked down the hall to my room and flopped lazily on my bed I was in the process of sliding my finger under the seal of a moderately thick white envelope. The return address said “Department of Special Events, University at Buffalo.”
UB sent me graduation mail. “Now’s the time! Your expected graduation date is May 2010 so don’t waste time! Get your class ring, cap & gown, and personalized graduation announcements now! Plus, don’t forget to reserve tickets for all your family and friends!”
I am graduating. From college. When did that happen and how do I make it stop?
I’m not even 21 years old yet. I’m not ready for this. It’ scary to think that just about a year from now I’ll have written a 50-page thesis (officially bound and published), finished over a 120 credit hours, interned, published news features, and graduated with honors with two bachelors degrees.
Once I graduate what am I supposed to do? Thrust myself into into the real world or postpone it for a bit with Graduate study? At this point I’m thinking grad school. I just don’t want to grow up.
What also hit me, in tandem with all of this, is that this summer is probably going to be my last “real” summer. The last chance I get to hang around the greater Albany area working my two/three shitty part-time jobs and seeing any and all friends that are still left in the area.
I feel so lost. I have so much to do before next May rolls around and I don’t even know where to begin.
College is fun until they ruin it with mail about graduating. Maybe I’ll pull a Van Wilder and Tara Reid can “change my life.”
Now that would be funny.
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