8 weeks from today (Tuesday) I start grad school classes.
If you’d told me a year ago that I’d be going to grad school, I would’ve laughed in your face.
I know this is a victory and all, but mostly I’m just trying not to pee my pants out of sheer terror right now.
It’s really nice to be reminded that you have friends who will always be in your corner, even when you mess up.
Like, really. Having someone who undoubtedly has your back but is also not afraid to admit that maybe you’re not seeing things clearly is absolutely invaluable.
As much as I whine about being stuck in undergrad sometimes, I really do love some of the people here and will be genuinely sad to leave them.
may you pick up your tea when it’s exactly the right temperature, and may you happen to glance out the window when the light is just how you like it.