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Jun. 1st, 2005 10:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
demeter918Right this moment, I'm sitting on the cold floor of the undergrad library, waiting with several dozen other people to receive our caps and gowns. Wireless rocks. =)
I finished my paper. There is much suckage. I've never written such a terrible paper before. But at this point, I really can't bring myself to care. I'm still really sick, and I'm trying to suppress the coughs so I don't get others sick. Though I guess it's too late, since I'm coughing anyways. And... OMFG, it's the last class of my undergrad career and jeez, this is happening way faster than I thought it would during freshman year.
For those of you on my flist, this is pretty crucial, because I joined lj during my freshman year of college and in many ways, college has been lj and vice-versa. Four years of lj and fours years of college and whoo boy, I think that's a tiny violin playing for me in the background. There's a tear dropping down my cheek (but not really; I may be eccentric but even I'm not silly enough to burst into tears in front of all these strangers).
So this is graduation.
Starting soon, I'll be fully employed in the workforce with the attempt to survive on my own.
Cool. =) Maybe it'll really happen.
I finished my paper. There is much suckage. I've never written such a terrible paper before. But at this point, I really can't bring myself to care. I'm still really sick, and I'm trying to suppress the coughs so I don't get others sick. Though I guess it's too late, since I'm coughing anyways. And... OMFG, it's the last class of my undergrad career and jeez, this is happening way faster than I thought it would during freshman year.
For those of you on my flist, this is pretty crucial, because I joined lj during my freshman year of college and in many ways, college has been lj and vice-versa. Four years of lj and fours years of college and whoo boy, I think that's a tiny violin playing for me in the background. There's a tear dropping down my cheek (but not really; I may be eccentric but even I'm not silly enough to burst into tears in front of all these strangers).
So this is graduation.
Starting soon, I'll be fully employed in the workforce with the attempt to survive on my own.
Cool. =) Maybe it'll really happen.
