Graduation weekend was a marathon of madness, with my 9 months (and a week overdue) pregnant aunt also giving birth the day of my departmental graduation! And somehow in there I got a brand new car from my parents :) AND THIS WAS ALL ON ONE DAY. Quite memorable and a bit of a whirlwind, tbh. It was easily one of the best weekends of my life.

Now that I’ve graduated, I’ve been forcing myself to reflect… I’ve even bought a journal! Where do I begin? WHAT A WEIRD ASS PAST FEW YEARS. Firstly, the past few years were nothing like I expected or anticipated when I was a high school-er, all wide-eyed watching college students prance around playing frisbee on expansive ass grassy areas. No, it wasn’t going to be all fun and games… hell, it wasn’t even going to be spent at the same school. I’ll never, ever somehow forget the feelings I felt when I was accepted to my dream school. The school was it for me but the economy soon thought otherwise. My transferring process until graduation was an interesting time. I felt infinite moments of loneliness, fleeting glimpses of ‘community’, uncertainty, pain, happiness… I just honestly went along for the ride but I was finding my ground near the end. So while freshman year was near perfect, I don’t think I can say college was the best, craziest, most amazing!!! four years of my life. What I can say, however, is that college was priceless for its part in helping me grow as a person. I am thankful for taking invaluable courses, meeting fabulous people, and coming across experiences that have made me the independent, conscious person I am today. Graduation was also a cool, little milestone to reach. 

So yeah. I’m thankful for having no extraneous craziness that would have affected my education and that I have parents that want to see me so happy (even if that meant forgoing some of their principles). And here I am interning for Kaiser, anxiously awaiting my next journey to becoming a public health professional! 

Just felt like writing all this out *deep breath* 

here’s a cute gif for your time :