Shepard: Good luck.
Grunt: I don’t need luck! I have ammo.
- Mass Effect 3
So I just registered for classes next semester.
My last semester on campus.
My last semester before student teaching.
My first semester as a senior.
Where did the time go?? It seems like not so long ago I was leaving for college for the first time, trying to figure out how to live in a dorm. Now I'm in an apartment. I used to be an Undecided major. Now I'm in one of the more specific tracks at the university. Holy cow. It just seems like time went by so fast.
I know last post I sort of touched on the idea that I was becoming an adult and I had a year to figure out what I was doing, but seeing that title kinda hit it home.
Damn. After this I'll be done with my official academic career. I mean, sure I'll go back eventually for my masters degree, but that's not for a long time. Once I'm out next May, I'll be out for a while. Yes, you can point out I'll ideally be in a school as an educator, but that's not the same. Huge difference between being on one side of the desk as opposed to the other, trust me. Don't get me wrong, I'm still excited for it, but it's just so weird.
I'll be the first one of my siblings to be out of college and in the workforce. In one circle of friends, I'll be the first one out as well and hopefully the first to get a job. I'll be living on my own (ideally) and doing all that super spiffy adult stuff everyone has to do. A good portion of my friends will either still be in school or across the country doing various jobs. I already know one of my good friends is going to be a lab tech with John Hopkins medical in Baltimore, so there is that too.
I guess right now I can't really think about it too much. If I do, I start to panic a little and I have enough to do in the meantime that I don't need to worry about something so far away.
It's too late for much more speculation. I'm tired and have tons to do later.
Song of the Day: "I Won't Give Up" by Jason Mraz