Day 28

(Warning: This post will contain a ton of randomness.)

It has been twenty-eight days since post-graduation.

That's sort of strange for me to think about. The days start to blur into one another. I feel like I've done quite a bit in that time frame, but at the same time, it doesn't feel like I've done enough. I guess that that is normal for me, though. Overestimating how much I can get done.

Anyway, a quick run-down of all that I've done:

*I've seen three movies in theatres.
*Completed six books (a total of about 1400 pages)
*Gone to Cedar Point for the day
*Planted flowers
*Caught some sort of bug/cold and I've been sick for ten days now (although, this is something that I'd rather not have happened)

...Okay, so the list doesn't look very impressive. There was a lot of little things that I've done around the house, but I figure that it would be pointless to list them on this blog.

I'm not going to put a list of things that I need to still get done because that is a rather long list. Basically, a majority of it boils down to: clean/organize rooms around the house, face fears, and figure out what I'm going to do for the rest of my life.

That doesn't sound too hard. Right??

Although, you should see my basement. It could easily fall under "face fears" with all the junk piled everywhere and cobwebs coating the windows.

Randomness: Last Friday, I finally pulled myself together and got back into writing creatively. It had been almost two months since I last wrote something and I think it took me a whole week of staring at a blank word document before I finally got the courage to fill it with words.

I wrote a fantasy short story. (I love writing short stories, by the way. Although they could almost be viewed as "super short stories" because they tend to be under 5,000 words.) I think I'm on some sort of fantasy kick. Although, a part of me still wants to write something more contemporary. But alas, I do not have any storyline. I do have a particular character that has emerged, but I have no idea how to use her.

I don't write many contemporary stories. I either get bored of them halfway through or they start twisting into dystopian territory. Maybe this says something on how I view life?

This is the End

Tomorrow I will be graduating from college.

My mind still can't wrap around the idea that this day has come. Where did the last four years go? I remember graduating high school and buying dorm supplies, worried about what it would be like to leave home and not know anyone.

I moved out of my dorm yesterday. I'm going to miss that room (I've been in the exact one for three years). I'm going to miss my loft. And my view out the window, where I could distract myself from homework by people-watching. And easily getting dinner in the caf with friends. I loved being on campus and I'm probably one of the few people who will say that.

How could I leave this place? I have so many good memories here.

I remember a group of us hanging out in a dorm room and watching a movie late at night on the eve of MSU's first snow day in sixteen years during my freshman year. I remember hanging out in the quad of Armstrong Hall during my sophomore year and that one of my roommates secretly kept a teacup Yorkshire terrier in the dorm. I remember having a girl's night with my church ministry in my junior year, where we made gingerbread cookies (even though it was only Nov 30) and painted nails. I remember standing out in the rain during multiple football games during my senior year, my parents coming up to visit in order to celebrate my 21st birthday, and Senior Appreciation Night.

Tomorrow I must leave the place I've grown to love and acknowledge the fact that my time as a college undergrad is over.

I've learned so much over the course of four years: about myself, about friendship, and the material in my classes (even if sometimes my grades didn't reflect that :/ ).

I feel so blessed to have been give the chance to go to college here. I will always look back on these years fondly.

I hope that, in some small way, I have made a difference in a few lives while I lived on campus and met so many new people.

Thank you, Michigan State University. It has been totally awesome.

(Ten point to whoever understands my italicized reference above.)