The End

I graduated on Wednesday.

There's nothing scarier than leaving something with which you've grown comfortable to something unknown. It's bittersweet to end a chapter of your life story, but nevertheless exciting as you face your fears in hope of conquering the unknown.

At the end of this chapter, you find a sort of reconciliation of everything that has happened in the past. Old friends brought together for one last hurrah, New friends establishing the final roots, and past deeds and adventures recounted with much laughter. It's been a long 4 years of fun, anger, sadness, and excitement. Some people are still angry with me, while others still have no beef with me. All I can say is that I have no regrets, and that's how it should be. Life should never be lived with regrets. I may have only experienced a quarter of my life, but I know that life is terrible knowing that you should/could/want to have done something differently.

People say college was the best time of their lives, and so far in the context of the short chapters of my life, I agree. But I hope that's not the case for the rest of my life. Life is the same, just played in different contexts. I hope to remember that and appreciate everything that comes my way the same as I have the last few years.

My last thoughts are thank yous: Thank you to my family who has believed in me and my abilities, to my friends for keeping me sane/insane, to the few teachers with whom I had a relationship I've learned more from you thank you'll ever know, and to the people I have yet to meet be prepared it's gonna be one hell of a show.