On Monday, January 9th, 2017 my alarm sounded at 7:00am sharp. This was my last first day of school. Ever. Unless I decide to further my education and receive a masters, which I am heavily putting off, so may this be my last first day of school ever. What better than to sum up my thoughts as I got ready and strolled through campus through my favorite, the queen herself, Beyonce.

When I hit the alarm realizing this is my last semester of sitting in a classroom:

Getting ready in the morning reflecting on my past self like:

Mood on the bus making my way to class:

Mood as an almost graduated senior who isn't taking anymore shit:

Also mood @ anyone who tries to get in my way this semester:

When the professor makes me introduce myself to the entire class:

Confidently stating, "I have no idea what I'm doing after graduation" like:

Walking by all of the well dressed, full make up faced freshman worrying about all of the things I once worried about like:

Picturing myself at graduation like:

Realizing that not only have I academically advanced, but I have also learned so much about life from these 4 years of college: