As many of my dear friends and family know, I am graduating in about two weeks. My life is a mess, yet I am quite happy and content. And so, I decided to mix up my writing a bit and attempt writing on a more poetic pathway, but maintain sentences that can make sense in the standard prosaic manner. In short, this is an experiment with writing style, while also getting my emotions written down.

I'm graduating

I’m graduating and I’m feeling scared.
Will I get any of the jobs I interview for?
Do I really have enough experience to even apply for this job?
What if I end up hating my job?
What if I don’t get a job?

I’m graduating and I’m feeling excited.
I cannot contain my joy knowing that in two weeks I’ll be done with lectures,
papers, and exams.
I’ll be free to work eight hours a day, five days a week,
and then have free time.
I haven’t had free time since Kindergarten!

I’m graduating and I’m feeling burnt out.
I honestly can’t find enough energy to finish my 4 papers and 2 speeches and
study for an exam.
I can’t get enough sleep, yet I’m sleeping too much.

I’m graduating and feeling accomplished.
I've completed a double major, a minor, and the core curriculum
in three and a half years.
I am the student commencement speaker.

I am graduating. And I'm proud.