Anyone that knows me knows that I hate change. I get upset and worried and nervous whenever any sort of change comes around - at the end of summer when I have to go back to school, at the end of school year when it is time to go home for the summer, before I left for Spain, before I came home from Spain, etc. When I was little, I would even sit on the fire hydrant outside of my house to wave goodbye (and then have a good long mope) after favorite relatives went home at the conclusion of a weekend visit. I don't think this proves to be entirely a bad trait. A huge part of the reason I hate changes so much is that I am always having such a great time with the people I am with in the current moment, and dislike leaving them. Having a great time isn't the worst way to go through life.
Coming home from Spain might have been the biggest transition so far. It was tough to switch gears from four months of jetsetting around Europe with friends to a summer of hostessing in the burbs. The transition out of college life will probably be tough too - people tell me that the drink specials just aren't as great in the real world, you don't get to sleep in until 10 minutes before your 11 am class, and a diet of mac and cheese and fries is frowned upon. However, this growing up thing is inevitable, so it's time to look on the upside. In the short run, I have a tour of the Goose Island Brewery, Season 3 of True Blood and two new roomies (hey, mom and dad) to look forward to. In the long run, we will have $$, bigger cities than Champaign to live in and explore, and new places to travel (I have close friends planning to be everywhere from Austin to Indonesia next year).
SO. Even though a change of this magnitude feels daunting this morning as I pack up my apartment, iron my graduation gown, and text goodbyes to friends, I know the next phase will be as great as all the previous ones: one I'll be nervous and sad to leave when the time comes.
HAPPY GRADUATION EVERYONE! Congrats and see you on the other (grown-up) side!
Coming home from Spain might have been the biggest transition so far. It was tough to switch gears from four months of jetsetting around Europe with friends to a summer of hostessing in the burbs. The transition out of college life will probably be tough too - people tell me that the drink specials just aren't as great in the real world, you don't get to sleep in until 10 minutes before your 11 am class, and a diet of mac and cheese and fries is frowned upon. However, this growing up thing is inevitable, so it's time to look on the upside. In the short run, I have a tour of the Goose Island Brewery, Season 3 of True Blood and two new roomies (hey, mom and dad) to look forward to. In the long run, we will have $$, bigger cities than Champaign to live in and explore, and new places to travel (I have close friends planning to be everywhere from Austin to Indonesia next year).
SO. Even though a change of this magnitude feels daunting this morning as I pack up my apartment, iron my graduation gown, and text goodbyes to friends, I know the next phase will be as great as all the previous ones: one I'll be nervous and sad to leave when the time comes.
HAPPY GRADUATION EVERYONE! Congrats and see you on the other (grown-up) side!
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