So I have officially (by my book) ten more days of classes left. And I am so (oooo) excited....I really can't wait to, well, I don't know, not take tests and have a million papers to write and books to read about subjects I really don't care about at all, etc., etc., etc.

But that being said, I'm not too certain I'm exactly looking forward to having my life revolve around a 7 to 4 job, either. I was called in to work the end of last week, prepping and potting thousands of roses, and realized I had forgotten how tired a day on the farm can make you. I came home and just didn't have the energy to do anything. Once I get into the swing of things again--get my horticulture legs back, if you will--hopefully the day's work won't be as taxing. Having worked there the past few summers, I know it'll get easier, it's just the part before it gets easy that's hard. Ha, now there's a philosophy for ya.

In the meantime, I've pretty much packed everything in my apartment that will fit in a suitcase--all that remains is my bed, desk, and a few food items. And, no matter what my occupational future holds, I still can't help being beyond excited to finally (finally!) graduate.

Posted by blonde_gardner at 8:19 PM | Permalink

So now I'm debating whether or not I even want to walk in the graduation ceremony. Just thinking about it, I've run into some hassels. First of all, I would have to drive up to Columbus from Cincinnati for one day of exams on the 18th and drive back to Cinci (cause I will have moved out of my apartment as of like the 10th and not really have a place to stay) and then drive up again on the 20th for rehearsal (and then back to Cinci again), and then again on the 22nd for the actual ceremony...

The driving's not a big deal, it's only an hour and fifteen minutes, but still, it gets tedious going back and forth after a while. And costly after a while, no matter what gas prices are doing...

With my high school graduation, it meant something because I had known everyone there for the last thirteen years of my life, and really loved my school. Here there isn't any of the sentimental value for me.

It kinda seems right now like it would be much easier just to have them mail me my diploma and pretty much be done when I move out. Just have a party to celebrate it. I don't know. Most of my friends keep saying they just don't want me to regret not walking. The other friends just think I'm crazy for even considering skipping that day. But the thought of sitting for 3 hours or so just to get a piece of paper....eh....I don't know....I'll be the happiest girl in the world when I graduate whether or not I have to buy another cap and gown.

But regardless, I count 6 weeks left of classes. (It'll be 5 after my last class on Wednesday...)

Posted by blonde_gardner at 8:19 PM | Permalink