uncomfortableGraduation arrived out of nowhere, flashed before me, and sent my friends away.
It seems so strange that college came and went so fast. It feels like I should still be a sophomore or a junior, certainly not a graduated senior with one extra semester remaining. As much as I bitched and whined about how I wanted to transfer, I don't know how I woulod have dealt with that either. Perhaps that is why I never left -- the friends and the familiarity.
As much as I love new things, I am a creature of habit and rely on familiarity -- I get lost and depressed without it. I really don't handle change well, and however much I have ever complained about any of my friends or housemates it's going to be so hard not having them with me all the time. I grew very much attached to that close community environment.
Those 4 years rushed by WAY too fast. I feel old.
When I was a child, I used to pray, almost nightly, that time would slow down and that I wouldn't have to grow up very quickly. My parents called me Peter Pan. I must have really screwed up or something because not only were those prayers not answered, the opposite has happened -- everything is moving too fast.
While at school I would often wish that things could hurry up so that I would be done with the schoolwork and I would be closer to when Josh & I could live together (we still have a year or two before we can do that-- he still has a few years of school left.).
I prefer the wishing.
