I've been out of college for one week now. Although it has been relaxing, there has been some stress involved with being unemployed. Yes, as a college graduate, I cannot find a job. Doesn't seem right, does it? I paid so much money to go to a great college. I worked my booty off every week to help pay for college. And studied more than any human should to graduate with honors at Drake.
I also can't believe Christmas is almost here. It definitely doesn't feel this close to Christmas! It got up to 59 degrees today, which is crazy. Although it is Missouri, it is still usually much colder this time of the year. But who's complaining?
It's nice to be this lazy with this great of weather. While it lasts, I think I will continue to enjoy it!
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
The First of the Lasts
This semester has flown by. I can say that in retrospect, but while I was living it, It felt like it drug on. It is hard to go so hard for so long when you heart is in another place. I never once doubted that Matt and I would make it through this distance. In some ways I feel like we are becoming stronger.
I know Matt is finding out how to rely on himself without needing me around and I am learning the delicate balance between independence and too much independence without my boyfriend around.
Nonetheless, the semester is almost over. I had my last classes of the semester today. It wasn't exciting. It was wasn't memorable. It wasn't sad or happy. It was very anti-climactic.
Although I experienced my last pigeon lab (that was a little sad), my life isn't going to be much different for the next week. Even after that point, I'm going to go home, find a job (hopefully) and live out the rest of my life.
We had a Senior send off dinner for all the Psi Chi members who are graduating in December *cough* me *cough* at Spaghetti Works tonight. It was a blast. I loved just being around other psych majors and talk about anything and everything. That is surely something I will miss when I leave this place called Drake.
3 finals and 1 paper stand between me and the finish line of my undergraduate career. 3.5 years, 5 changes of major, 8 jobs/internships, 1 blizzard, 1 fantastic boyfriend, 4 days in a hospital, multiple blood clots in my lung, 1 amazing church family, and countless friendships made for the rest of my life. I'd say that's a good run.
I know Matt is finding out how to rely on himself without needing me around and I am learning the delicate balance between independence and too much independence without my boyfriend around.
Nonetheless, the semester is almost over. I had my last classes of the semester today. It wasn't exciting. It was wasn't memorable. It wasn't sad or happy. It was very anti-climactic.
Although I experienced my last pigeon lab (that was a little sad), my life isn't going to be much different for the next week. Even after that point, I'm going to go home, find a job (hopefully) and live out the rest of my life.
We had a Senior send off dinner for all the Psi Chi members who are graduating in December *cough* me *cough* at Spaghetti Works tonight. It was a blast. I loved just being around other psych majors and talk about anything and everything. That is surely something I will miss when I leave this place called Drake.
3 finals and 1 paper stand between me and the finish line of my undergraduate career. 3.5 years, 5 changes of major, 8 jobs/internships, 1 blizzard, 1 fantastic boyfriend, 4 days in a hospital, multiple blood clots in my lung, 1 amazing church family, and countless friendships made for the rest of my life. I'd say that's a good run.
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