Today is the day. Today is my last first day of undergrad. Now I know this should seem like a bigger deal because, yay I’m going to graduate this spring, but at the same time I’m not that excited.
When I was little my mom never did the take a picture of their first day of school so we can always remember this. So in turn she didn’t do the it’s your last first day picture take a picture so we can remember this tend that is going around the inter webs. I know that to some that might sound weird, but my family isn’t one of those where every moment must be recored or captured for the future. We kind of just go with the flow.
Anyway, as I said before this is (technically) my last first day. After this semester I will be a college graduate which means I have to go into the work force and actually act like a real adult. Nerve-racking, yes, but I think I can do this. After living on my own for a summer, in a chocolate city no less, my confidence has really grown. I’ve done work that I didn’t dream of being able to do until I was in my thirties. I have connections at one of the largest museums in the US. I know (kind of) what I want to do in my life and I’m not going to let anything or anyone stand in my way.
So yeah, it’s my last first day, but it’s gonna be one hell of a year.