And so I graduated…
This is me and my two amazing suitemates :] proudly repping our honors/honor society swag
It was a pretty amazing moment and then I moved home and fell asleep at 8:30pm and slept for 15 hours.
So my second to last weekend of college…
was about as epic as I’ve had aside from the weekends in Europe
So Thursday (yes my weekend starts of Thursday)
I had my VERY LAST CLASS OF MY BACHELOR’S DEGREE (BITCHEZZZZ)
Went to a play with the date
Then went to the date’s formal.
And was very not sober
And danced and had a marvelous time!
Had delicious Panera with my friends. And I had potato soup.
If you don’t know about my feelings for potato soup, here they are:
It’s sort of a love hate relationship
As in, potatos hate how much I love to eat them in soup form (or any form, but particularly soup form)
Then I got ready with everyone and had my formal
and date and I danced and were somewhat not sober
and had a marvelous time again!
I love having dates for things :]
But yeah, posted pictures before so if you’re curious about how one manages to not look terrible (‘scuse my self-esteem) in a $15 dress, there you have it. (TJ Maxx…you really should go. because Jessica Simpson dresses are $15)
I should go pack now
Had my last formal last night :]
By Request: Baby Kenzi’s first night at college
So I graduate two weeks from today
Starting to slightly freak out.
I just watched a video my roommate and I made our first night of freshmen year.
And we look like infants.
No joke right? I look about 13. Not to mention my hair is dark.
I shouldn’t be allowed to watch things like this right now. When I don’t look at photos and videos I can pretend not much has happened to change me in the last four years and that I’m exactly as I’ve always been. And when I see this I know that what feels like the shortest four years of my life were actually sneakily the longest four years of my life. I won’t say they were the best, but when looking at any other four year span, they obviously were. And for that I’m grateful.
I’m just sort of freaking out. A little.
But probably in a good way.
“Follow Your Bliss”
I always tend to make friends when I’m about to leave somewhere (or they’re about to leave where we are) I seem to have found a bunch of new friends in the last six months that I’ve really come to appreciate. It’s almost like I look for people to miss later.
Anyway, one of these friends that I met this year has become someone I can have an actual deep conversation with, beyond the complaints we have about our everyday lives. But while I was complaining about my everyday life and ranting about how confused I’ve been this month he simply said just follow your bliss.
Now who hasn’t heard that a million times? I actually went to a class right after he said that and my professor began discussing the quote (weird huh?) but it’s an interesting concept.
It’s actually a philosophy by Joseph Campbell. He said “If you follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. Wherever you are—if you are following your bliss, you are enjoying that refreshment, that life within you, all the time”
Well I sort of like that a lot. We all know what we’d like to happen. We all know what would make us happy at least in the short term. Yet we spend all this time internally beating ourselves up about these decisions.
So I suppose I should start this now, and get my friend a thank you card.
not weird to see at all.
no not at all.
Here’s To Us - Halestorm
So let’s give ‘em hell
Wish everybody well
(aka the song Lea Michele sang on Glee this week)-