2 Weeks and Counting

My inner journalist is cringing a little at that title. I had a professor my sophomore year that drilled into our heads that we were NEVER to use a number at the start of a sentence. But there really isn't another way to say it, so I'll just have to tune him out.

I have 2 WEEKS until I am COMPLETELY done with my undergrad. That seems so insane to me. I've been counting down to this for the last like year and a half, and now it's finally here. It doesn't seem real. I don't feel like the semester is over. It went REALLY fast. I feel like it just started, yet everyone keeps asking me what I'm going to do in a few weeks. How am I almost a college graduate?

I've been thinking a lot about the last few years. A few moments really stand out, including the moment I first realized I was in the right program. The boys seem to stick out a lot too. Looking back, it doesn't seem like it's been 3 and a half years. Does everyone feel this way when the graduate?

I was listening to my iPod this morning while I was getting ready and this song by Lorde came on. It really hit me. It is scary getting old.

*Rae