Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Slightly Anti-Climactic

And just like that, it's over. 

No more teachers, no more books.  Can't say I got many dirty looks in college though.

My tests are done, papers in, grades back.  All that's left to do is put on a cap, a gown and sit in the warm air while some guy with a pretentious name like Alistair Guggenheim tells you about how wonderful your future is going to be.  Followed, of course, by the traditional going out to eat with your loved ones.

And I've now had a long holiday weekend to process it. 

And still, it lacks the...I don't know..excitement?...I was expecting.

But that's ok.  Not everything needs a marching band playing in your head while thousands wave and laugh and cry over your successes.  Sometimes quiet satisfaction is enough.

Straighten life around?  Check

Graduate college with a degree?  Check

These are the milestones of my recovery.  I will always have them, even if i don't feel an overwhelming urge to necessarily celebrate them like i always dreamed i would.

Onward...upward.  Even without the marching bands and fancy music.


  1. Congratulations.
    Just remember: Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time, for plans that either come to naught, or half a page of scribbled rhyme.

    Pretty much describes working.

  2. Wowow mazal tov a hundred times!!!

  3. Congrats!
    I also was a bit blase about graduating. It happens. Its another thing to cross off your list

  4. Congrats! For the first time in your life, you are now truly free to do what you'd like!