oh, to be a graduate.

Hmm. I've done this whole online diary thing before--but never where i decided to share it. we'll see how long this baby lasts. yessss.

Tonight was the last GMM. Yesterday was the last ITM meeting. The day before, the last EBM. It's a weird feeling--but it's not a feeling at the same time, dig? On the walk home with Li'er, it wasn't very cold and the weather almost felt just right. The night was really dark and we were almost mowed down by an angry, speeding SUV. It was red and the headlights were brighter than bright, you know, kind of like what the light at the end of the tunnel must look like.

I tried to explain things to her, or really think aloud and figure it out how it is that I feel. About what? A year gone by [too] quickly. All of these things that have happened and just changed my life forever. Cliche, cliche, cliche--but those are the things that are quick to fall from your mouth when you start speaking about AIESEC, right?

Oh well, tonight marks my descent into the life of an NFT aaaaand potentially someone that has an opportunity to graduate next semester if i can get my shit together. I did not fail my creative writing class. For some reason, he gave me a B, which is much more than I deserve. I can't even argue it. I didn't know what to say.

I like your stories, as always. I just wish we could have worked on them together.

Hearing that is much better than hearing: I don't know what to tell you.

That one sucked. Oh well.

Five papers to go--then I'm free for the semester.