So I Graduated
Dec 17, 2020 11:39:55 GMT -6
Post by Caulder Melhaire on Dec 17, 2020 11:39:55 GMT -6
In a way. I didn't get to walk because my fellow citizens are, well, I have some choice words for them, and I haven't finished painting my cap yet because this last month has been a blitz of everything and anything at once. But the good news is: it's finally over.
It's been a very long road. Ten years, three states, three schools. Two changes of program. All for an Associates of Science, a Bachelors in Computer Science, and a minor in Business Admin, which... doesn't really feel like it's worth all the trouble it's been now that I lay it out. Certainly not the fanfare. But at the same time, I'm proud of what I've done. I've spent the last decade battling my family, the clock, the bank, my own brain, opportunities and happenstance; sometimes it felt like even the universe wanted me to stop and accept my inevitable death in a tiny little hole in the ground in Illinois. But I did it. I told it to fuck off because dammit I had a dream, and a goal, and after all this time, I finally made it happen. I got my degree.
I don't feel smarter, lol. I don't feel like I know anything about my industry. I still don't know whether there's an apostrophe in Associates or Bachelors or not. But I do feel improved over the person I was 10 years ago. I learned to talk, to trust, to make some friends, have some wonderful experiences.
And finally, there's something that always gets me every time I have a change of school or location: the people I've met there tend to come back around, right near the very end, and it always cracks me up. When I left Kentucky, I ran into like three kids that I hadn't seen in a few semesters. Before I left to come here, I bumped into a few very old faces around the grocery store. Just yesterday I saw a few classmates I hadn't seen all year because Covid, and we got to chat and say farewells. Y'know I had just joined Legend Fire shortly before I went off to college the first time? This place was here when I started this whole journey. How unbelievably freaking strange it is to see it too come back now, of all times, just before the end.
It's been a very long road. Ten years, three states, three schools. Two changes of program. All for an Associates of Science, a Bachelors in Computer Science, and a minor in Business Admin, which... doesn't really feel like it's worth all the trouble it's been now that I lay it out. Certainly not the fanfare. But at the same time, I'm proud of what I've done. I've spent the last decade battling my family, the clock, the bank, my own brain, opportunities and happenstance; sometimes it felt like even the universe wanted me to stop and accept my inevitable death in a tiny little hole in the ground in Illinois. But I did it. I told it to fuck off because dammit I had a dream, and a goal, and after all this time, I finally made it happen. I got my degree.
I don't feel smarter, lol. I don't feel like I know anything about my industry. I still don't know whether there's an apostrophe in Associates or Bachelors or not. But I do feel improved over the person I was 10 years ago. I learned to talk, to trust, to make some friends, have some wonderful experiences.
And finally, there's something that always gets me every time I have a change of school or location: the people I've met there tend to come back around, right near the very end, and it always cracks me up. When I left Kentucky, I ran into like three kids that I hadn't seen in a few semesters. Before I left to come here, I bumped into a few very old faces around the grocery store. Just yesterday I saw a few classmates I hadn't seen all year because Covid, and we got to chat and say farewells. Y'know I had just joined Legend Fire shortly before I went off to college the first time? This place was here when I started this whole journey. How unbelievably freaking strange it is to see it too come back now, of all times, just before the end.