done and done
So, today I turned in the last assignemnt or exam I ever have to do for school, ever. its a little scary. As much as I dont like to admit it, I thrive on structure, so having classes and assignments to do keeps me from just sitting around and watching tv and sleeping all day. therefore its a little scary to think about my life from here on out. I'm on my own.... Not alone, I've got a wonderful girlfriend and awesome friends, so I'm pretty much set for companionship, but I now have to make my own rules on what I do, and how I spend my time. Granted, sooner or later, I'll have a job, and that will dictate how I spend a good deal of my time, but there are so many other things I want to do, now that I am free of the educational system, but I need to make sure that I actually do them.
I actually am pretty excited to be done, and I'm sure that I'm ready to face the world, and one way or another will avoid becoming a bum. But I am a little aprehensive. I'm all grown up now... I'm expected to be an adult, to act mature all the time... this is all fine and good, but I miss the days when we could just blow off all our responsibilities and go randomly drive to a graveyard or some equally bizare place. and I wish that some of the people who are a part of my life now had been as close to me then as they are now. Elizabeth said the other day that when we get a house together we will put all of our posters and stuff in our bar (which we have already decided to build in our basement, cuz we're crazy like that), and not in our bedrooms since we will be adults. Somehow having to move my posters is like the last straw between childhood and adult hood. But I think I'm ready for it.
The other night at dinner, Elizabeth, Maria, Craig, and I all had a conversatiuon about what kind of school we would send our respective children to, and the prospect of eventually living in houses in the same neighborhood. This is not a child conversation, so I guess despite my best intentions, somewhere along the line I became an adult. I guess its somewhat cool that while most of our peers are worried about getting drunk and laid, we are talking about settling down and starting families. we may be gettign old, but we can still have fun doing it. I just would like to still be able to be completely crazy every once in a while....
anyway, this has been extremely rambly, and I apologize for that, it will never happen again, but I guess this is some sort of a landmark or another and demands at least a little reflection.
The last think I want to say is that the one thing that makes me sure that I will make it after graduation is all the people around me who make life enjoyable. and especially one person whose name starts with an 'E' and ends with 'lizabeth'. also, and this actually has some significance as an inside joke that I may be the only one who gets, it starts with 'P' and ends with 'arker'. ok, im really gonna shut up now.
congratulations to those who are graduating, and keep on truckin' to those who arent.
i prolly should have ended with "ends with lizabeth". That seemed to have a nice ending kick... damn, ive really fucked up this ending :-)
so..... yeah.....
thats it.
I actually am pretty excited to be done, and I'm sure that I'm ready to face the world, and one way or another will avoid becoming a bum. But I am a little aprehensive. I'm all grown up now... I'm expected to be an adult, to act mature all the time... this is all fine and good, but I miss the days when we could just blow off all our responsibilities and go randomly drive to a graveyard or some equally bizare place. and I wish that some of the people who are a part of my life now had been as close to me then as they are now. Elizabeth said the other day that when we get a house together we will put all of our posters and stuff in our bar (which we have already decided to build in our basement, cuz we're crazy like that), and not in our bedrooms since we will be adults. Somehow having to move my posters is like the last straw between childhood and adult hood. But I think I'm ready for it.
The other night at dinner, Elizabeth, Maria, Craig, and I all had a conversatiuon about what kind of school we would send our respective children to, and the prospect of eventually living in houses in the same neighborhood. This is not a child conversation, so I guess despite my best intentions, somewhere along the line I became an adult. I guess its somewhat cool that while most of our peers are worried about getting drunk and laid, we are talking about settling down and starting families. we may be gettign old, but we can still have fun doing it. I just would like to still be able to be completely crazy every once in a while....
anyway, this has been extremely rambly, and I apologize for that, it will never happen again, but I guess this is some sort of a landmark or another and demands at least a little reflection.
The last think I want to say is that the one thing that makes me sure that I will make it after graduation is all the people around me who make life enjoyable. and especially one person whose name starts with an 'E' and ends with 'lizabeth'. also, and this actually has some significance as an inside joke that I may be the only one who gets, it starts with 'P' and ends with 'arker'. ok, im really gonna shut up now.
congratulations to those who are graduating, and keep on truckin' to those who arent.
i prolly should have ended with "ends with lizabeth". That seemed to have a nice ending kick... damn, ive really fucked up this ending :-)
so..... yeah.....
thats it.
posted by Unknown | Wednesday, May 19, 2004
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home