And So It Begins

[Graphic Novella didn't happen, but it surely will this week.]

Grad school starts tomorrow, but really it starts today as I'm reading something called "The Well-Paid Receptionist."  It's hard to believe that we've completed four years of college and are now starting grad school.  By we, I mean Pogo and I.  (When you think of Pogo, think of Neil Patrick Harris as Barney).  This dynamic duo - we are "Team Awesome" - has been together since freshman year.  I don't remember how we became friends, but I do remember the first week of freshman year.  I was shy (& was severely self conscious) and this one kid was in ALL of my classes.  He didn't seem scared to talk to anyone and everyone seemed to like him.  I decided it would be advantageous to make friends with him.  So Team Awesome began.  And it opens up its' fifth chapter in ALL of the same graduate classes.

Right before our first graduation ceremony, I looked back on all of my facebook photos (since I was lucky enough to have fb when it was only granted to college students).  There is one picture of Pogo, Jack, and I standing over a laptop arguing about a business simulation called Mikes Bikes.  (My team totally won, bitches).  We look SO YOUNG.  And we've come so far.

That's the funny thing about time.  So much changes and so much stays the same.  I'm not worried about grad school because I have Team Awesome.  And I'm not worried about finding a job because college has more than prepared me.  I am worried about settling.  And becoming older.  And finding myself.  And all that.  And being motivated enough to finish grad school.

Because let's face it, the motivation runs thin and the apathy runs deep when you've been in school for the past 18 years of life.



I will try to bring the humor back next week!

[Since its Fathers' Day, I would also like to say thank you to my father, whom without I would have had no motivation to do anything productive with my life.  He will (hopefully) never read this, but I love him dearly, and most of the good things I do in my life are completely and totally because of him.  So, here's to you Dad, you've single-handedly made me a better person and have indirectly helped all of the people I've ever helped.  Thank you.]