I have a brief moment to reflect so I thought I'd do that. Yesterday was graduation day. I attended the honors ceremony outside on the quad in the shadow of the columns and it was definitely a neat experience. They gave me a bronze honors medal to go along with my Magna Cum Laude status. I know what you're thinking, I come across very stupid on these boards, but that's just because it's easier to type short words than it is to type complicated ones. Later in the day I scurried across the stage of the Journalism School's graduation and had lots of cheers from lots of good friends.
It's weird, because when you go to a school of 27,000 students, it's easy to think that you don't know anyone. But I must have cheered and congratulated a million people in that graduation that I knew or liked. It was a good feeling, indeed.
After the revelry of the past few days, my family and I were set with the task of moving out. My bedroom is now completely bare (and the clog in the sink is finally gone!). Tomorrow will be my last day in Columbia. I'm dreading it and very sad, but at the same time I'm drained and it's hard to feel anything. Unlike my cohorts who went to school in Texas, I'm extremely unsure of when I will see these people again. I'm terrible with keeping in touch, but hopefully I can change that during my time in Atlanta.
This was a good place to live. This was a good school. These were good people.
Reason #2: I just completed my undergraduate work at the University of Missouri. My last test had the essay question on it that I knew the best, and I did decent enough on the objective questions. Graduation and moving out is this weekend. I expect my Internet time to be limited, but this is a celebration!
I only have to take 6 hours next semester. Words don't describe my joy. Two classes and a chance to write here endlessly, work on my advertising portfolio and hopefully find some sort of paying gig, you know, a job.
I'd like to thank a few people for this exciting development.
1.) My pops for having a huge heart.
2.) My insurance company for their love of loopholes
3.) The country of England for letting me hang out all summer and get 9 credit hours
4.) The Missouri Journalism School for giving me flexibility to stretch myself
5.) The makers of Pringles, they are my official celebratory snack
6.) Death + Taxes for being my official celebratory magazine.