So I guess this is it, from the words of Billy Madison I’m heading back to school for my final semester and it couldn’t feel more terrible. I don’t want to graduate. I mean I really want my diploma but I like life a student. With the economy going to shit a little more every day what is out there??? Pretty soon not much. Maybe I should stay and get three more degrees? ha. I wish. Unfortunately there’s no money for that and I have to move on. With the influx of jobless people rising rapidly, graduate school is another story from hell as well. Since people can’t seem to find a job or they have lost the job they already had, there is a much higher precent of students trying to get into grad school than ever before. Great. I’m so glad that this is happening in my generation.
As much as I love college though, I know that I am not ready to stay. I’ve got to go out there into the world and I’ve got to see what I want to do with my life. That way, going back to grad school should be much easier and I will have a better direction as too what I am going to get a master’s in. As for now I have just about three more months to figure out the rest of my life and tell the Navy that they better accept me into the information warfare officer program. Damnit!@# ha.
With that on my mind I am still relentlessly thinking about the Russian Scholarship program. I will just die if I get it. Maybe literally? That could quite possibly be the best thing that’s ever happened to me at this time in my life and learning Russian is a main priority for me right now. Especially with the growing need for American language translators. But unfortunately I will not find out if its yay or nay until March sometime. Hopefully I don’t go crazy by then because you do realize that’s still two months away?!?
Anyway, back to the fact that classes started today. I have class at 4:30 which should be interesting. It is the forensic capstone senior class for my major. One of only four classes that I am taking. Wow.
Let’s just say this time I don’t think I’m going to be racing to get done. At the end I am packing up and leaving all of the memories behind. I can’t believe it. The Real World is coming and I have nowhere to run and hide. I’ll be crossing over. Nomore baby talk, no more hearing the bell on Chrismas day, Life as I know it will soon be at an end. I just can’t tell you if I’m ready for the new beginning just yet…
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