Graduation

Today marks the first day where I can actually say I am sad for graduation. Before today when people talked about how sad they were to be getting done with college, I always nodded and said, "Yea...it'll be sad to leave." But not until this moment can I actually say I feel truly sad about it. Sad enough to shed tears. Sad enough to call up friends. Sad enough to procrastinate for two hours to live through past moments with my roommate.

I just sat in the alumni house kitchen with Chad and chatted on countertops for TWO STRAIGHT HOURS. We talked about how we've noticed that we have actually become roommates over the course of the year. At the end of the year housing banquet, we were gabber-gabber-gabber! all fast paced and interacting while others watched us in awe. Chad describes it by turning his hands into talking puppets of us each going crazy back and forth. Yep, we're roommies. This is our last two weeks of being roommates - and it will never be this way again. Sad.

Before this I have thought, "yea, its sad - i'll miss people - but seriously. I CAN'T WAIT TO TEACH!!!" and moving and researching VA - it was all 99% excitement. But today with Chad and my long chat and talking about graduation and future plans and our feelings about it and on and on for two hours...And with this being the second to last night class with my favorite CALT majors in the entire world - the people who have studied hard with me for three years, laughed, cried, shared first experiences, shared last experiences, shared my world - my best friends...I'm sad.

I've noticed we're all starting to stay later after every class. We lolligag in our seats and proceed at a crawling pace down the long hallways. We stop at the doors and continue on for a while with our conversing. We make more plans - nearly every night a new idea. Our last attempts to hold on. To make the most. It's sad.

Here begins a long two weeks of up and down emotion.