It’s true, I’m basically a grown up.

It’s true, I’m basically a grown up.

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I made it.

4 years of undergrad.

3 summers of summer school.

135 credit hours.

2 internships.

3 jobs.

So many ways to quantify my time here at IU.

I learned a lot about myself like that over the past four years. I feel like I’ve made a difference in many of the groups I’ve been a part of and made a mark. I’ve gotten to know the city beyond campus and many members of its community. I’ve been a damn good IU student and Bloomington resident if I may say so! I’m going to be SO sad to leave – which is why I have to make this the best summer ever.

I always knew I was going to go to college. I thought I would end up further from home, but staying in Indiana and going to IU helped me become proud of my state. I have never regretted my decision to stay in Indiana. The next year is going to be full of changes, uncertainty, and probably a lot of fear, because I never knew what came after college. I have to figure it out on my feet. Luckily, I have four years worth of fantastic friends to help me along the way.

I’m ready. Bloomington has been my home for only four years, but I feel more comfortable here than anywhere else. I’m going to miss it so much, but I know it will always be here if I need it.

The End is in Sight

The End is in Sight

So, I did indeed not do well enough on my exam to pass my class… buuuuuut my wonderful professor curved the class! I passed! I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. I’ve been feeling really embarassed every time asks me “so you’re done now right??” “whatcha doin when you graduate?” or says “woooo we’re done!” because I was not done. I was not making it. I got my last college miracle. Barely.

Today I was sitting in a residence hall watching freshmen move out after their first year of college. The last time I moved all my stuff back home was after my freshman year. I can’t believe how recent that feels. I can’t believe that in the last three years, I haven’t left Bloomington for more than 3 weeks. In about three months, I’m leaving. With all my stuff. Never to return to undergrad again.

I am going to lose it.

So I have a bucket list of things I absolutely have to and can do before I go.

  • quarries
  • big cheeze
  • observatory
  • camping
  • watch breaking away
  • picnic at jordan river

Okay. That’s not a very long list. Let’s do this.

So it goes

So it goes

I sort of have a bad feeling that I didn’t pass my exam well enough to pass the class. The funny thing is I could have failed the exam to still pass the class, but also my average right now is basically failing. I reallyyyy hope I got lucky and knew more than I think (I always think I know a lot and still fail).

I know I seem to have cried wolf a lot about “failing” classes this year, but I really haven’t been kidding. “You’ll be fine” they say. “What more can you do” they say. “Don’t worry about it anymore” they say.

No, see you don’t understand. The exam I took today was the difference between graduating and not graduating. It’s already the second time I’ve taken the class. I can’t afford to pay for it again. This is stupid. And while there’s always more you could have done, it wouldn’t have done much if I did.

So, for now I’ll hope for the best and look forward to:

  • the bowl of ice cream I just already ate
  • the two beers I had that reallyyy helped me relax
  • the bubble bath I took that was very warm 
  • sleeping for five hours tonight
  • taking graduation pictures with my best friends tomorrow
  • decorating my cap tomorrow
  • taking my (hopefully) last undergraduate exam tomorrow (except for the classes for my minor, of course)
  • have a clean room soon
  • my parents/Steven visiting this weekend

Also, tonight I had Rachel go frogging with me for my last required one of this class. It was way more fun than the other trips I’ve taken – Rachel caught two frogs! And we saw two frogging! (cuddling. mating. having sex.) And tadpoles! And a giant moth!

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