Gretch-a-sketch (old)

Well, kids, this is it. My last day at college. The end of an era. The beginning of a life, with a Bachelors of Science in Psychology in hand. (Edit: So I guess college screwed me over in the apostrophe department, as that originally said "Bachelor's." In my defense, it was technically very early this morning when I wrote this.)

Anyhow.

It's not like I'm done with school forever; there's still my master's degree and a doctorate someday. It's strange, though. I've spent seven and a half semesters here over the course of thirty-seven months. Twenty-four roommates and five different apartments. I've made many, many joyful memories and learned countless lessons. Fittingly enough, most of what I learned didn't come from the classroom.

(Oh, just so you guys know, my school runs on a trimester schedule, hence the mid-July graduation.) And yeah, I'm pretty shocked over the fact that I'm barely twenty-one and graduating. I'm an over-achiever, always have been. I mean, when an old high school friend introduces you to her husband as "This is Gretchen! She's just like Hermione." you know you're doing something right, I guess.

I don't really know how to properly express what I'm feeling right now. I've been looking forward to this day ever since before I started kindergarten and....it's here. I finish my final final at 2 PM, the family will arrive, and then commencement at 6:30 PM.

Wow.

Wish me luck!