SGA_Trebal

Where no one knows my name

Sorry to leave you guys hanging. I think I'm still having trouble processing it: I graduated.


Part of me was sure I was going to get struck by lightening in the last day, because nothing good ever happens to me, but I graduated. I passed all my classes and am good to go for my masters. Mom took me out to lunch afterwards and I'm sure I looked like I was high or something, I just couldn't process it. It has taken me forever and... Yeah. Shock. Still dealing with it.

Anyway, thanks to mom I was able to deive up to Boston yesterday. Doing a nearly 14 hour drive by myself has to be one of the stupider things I've done, but until I hit Hartford I actually enjoyed myself - I sang along to the radio and almost lost my voice - and there's something liberating about travel. Very much the whole "we are a race of travelers" Carl Sagan thing.

So I'm in Boston now and am ashamed to admit I'm taking it easy because I became so exhausted around noon that it was either nap or pass out. I'm enjoying it - and have that Augustana song stuck in my head, which is okay because I love that song - and am getting a lot of good impressions for my original story. I've just got to say northerners obsession with toll roads is strange, as is their inability to paint lines on pavement.

Anyway, I'll let you guys know more about it when I get back.
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