This morning I drove to work and started my last week as an intern and my last week as an undergraduate student.
This morning I listened to Christmas music in my car for the first time this season. I had to turn it up loud in order to hear it over the blaring heat that was struggling to satisfy my 85 degree request.
Yesterday I started on the last project I'll ever do as an undergraduate student... as an Auburn student.
Yesterday I sat down for the first time in my new advisor's office on the campus of the University of Alabama. Together, we mapped out my grad school career. "God willing and if the creek don't rise," I'll be a certified school counselor and Master of Arts by May 2012.
This past week, I watched the Auburn Tigers put up a valiant fight against UA and shut down Mark Ingram's Heisman ambitions at my last home game in Jordan-Hare stadium.
This past week, I took two of my friends from high school to Auburn to meet up with all my friends from college... and I watched as a couple of them formed what could be lasting "friendships."
This age is strange for me. Sometimes I sit back and watch the world fly past me. Many of my friends are searching for or settling into "grown-up jobs" and the "real world." Lots of my friends are getting married and joining their lives and beings with another person. And a few are entering graduate or professional school to continue their education. When did we get this old? Five minutes ago I was worried about who I would take to prom, and now I'm fighting the urge to plan my own wedding as I watch some of my best friends plan theirs. It seems likes yesterday I was toasting to the New Years with all my single friends at the beach; within a year, everyone on that trip is now in a relationship... and we're already planning another New Year's celebration.
Don't get me wrong: I love to see it all happening. It's a thrilling part of life, seeing who becomes what and finding out about a new engagement every other weekend. But wow. How did I get here?
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