Fin.
With the completion of my last final exam at Marquette, I am done! Now all that is really left is the packing, moving, bumming around, and sitting through boring ceremonies!
Packing, how I loathe thee. Nothing else quite points out the fact that I have way too much crap. I am going to have to minimize some stuff this summer. Especially clothes. Gasp! I know, but it must be done. Also, it's one of the more emotional times for me. Going through the boxes, stumbling upon a lost photo or two, or maybe a letter, or a card. The memories inspired by such a memento seem like I'm watching a movie. Did that really happen? Most of my memories seem like a dream, and faced with evidence that they are indeed real, it's like being jolted awake. Confused, not really knowing where I am, and then everything finally sinking in. "Oh, right..."
I do wish that graduation were this Sunday. I just want to get through the sitting around, blah blah blah, whole family thing. Then celebrate. Instead, I get to go home for a few days, come back and crash at my brother's house/Riederer's apartment, then sit through graduation type stuff. Clearly, I need to be in charge of these things. I'm not terribly excited about all of this. Maybe it's because I know this is just one stage completed, and I still have three grueling years ahead of me. Or maybe it's because I've just been looking to get out of here, get away from the massively uncomfortable social situations (as opposed to my normal, regularly uncomfortable social situations). Maybe I just want to put this all behind me, into that pseudo-dream world of memory. Probably all of the above.
It's been a pretty good end of my time here at Marquette. All things considered. All the ceremonies, the various pieces of recognition, they all mean a great deal to me. It's nice to know that some people out there think I have made a difference to them, and to Marquette. Not a huge, earth-shaking difference, but a difference nonetheless. And I guess that's all I could really hope to ask for. Well, that and a pony.
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