A different perspective
Life is funny the way things work out. I graduate in two months and I am not nervous, anxious, worried or having a mental break down…yet.
I feel almost confident about graduating (there are still those classes I’m crossing my fingers I’ll pass), and I’m excited to move back home. Yes, home. Back to the address I have on all of my official documents, but haven’t technically lived there since I was in high school. Back to living with my parents and my brother, all of whom I have only spent a weekend or a few months with during the past four and a half years. Home. It should be interesting.
I’m also really excited to possibly work at a coffee shop. I used to love working in coffee shops while I was in high school, so hopefully I can get a part-time or even full-time job doing that. Albuquerque the Magazine offered me an internship so I will get to keep writing and hopefully work my way into an actual paid position there.
Right now I guess I just need to focus on actually passing my classes and graduating in December. Then I can think about the fun things like redecorating my old room.
I feel a little guilty for not being sad to leave Las Cruces. Guilty because I have met amazing people who I’m privileged to call friends. I will miss having people come over at 3 a.m. on a Thursday night, going out for random happy hours and drinking on a Monday night while playing a board game. I LOVE going out to dinner in big groups and knowing that we have to pull together more tables because more friends keep showing up.
Ever since freshman year I have been surrounded by people. I consider myself fortunate for the staying in touch and hanging out with most of the people I met within those first years. The “Barn Room” will forever be known as the Melting Pot for RGH and the place where we all spent many nights laughing until dawn. Even as we moved out of the dorm we continued to meet at different houses…as though we never even left the dorm.
But am I sad to leave this all behind? Not really, because I know we will still be friends and I will still hang out with them despite me living in a different city. When I graduated from high school I thought it was the end of my life as I knew it. I couldn’t see myself living a life anywhere besides Albuquerque and the thought of hanging out with anyone besides my core group of friends was completely out of the question. I think my perspective is a little different this time around, and it’s making all the difference.
One month and thirty days to go…