May 11, 2004

QED, But Not Really

Today was the last day of instruction, effectively ending my third year at Berkeley. QED. Quod erat demonstrandum. That which was to have been proved. But not really. With four finals and one entire year of school still pending, and a completely uncertain future ahead, I'd say nothing has really been proven yet.

In case you guys haven't figured out yet, I don't react particularly well to change. Just look at my rambling last year. So once again, the end of the school year finds me lamenting the inevitable changes that lie ahead. I'm leaving the dorms, back to the miseries of apartment life, but it really hasn't sunk in yet. Maybe it won't be that bad next year. (Yeah right). Truthfully, I'm actually even semi-excited about it. It'll be nice not being on duty.

Less reconcilable is the fact that a lot of people are graduating this year. Sure, people I knew graduated last year too, but the exodus is much more pronounced this year. More scary is the fact that graduating and working seems less scary to me now than it did a year ago. More feasible. More acceptable. Ew! Getting old! I think that has more to do with me just being over school, more than anything else. The thought of more school makes me want to cry at this point. So does the prospect of no more school though. I'm so messed up! I seriously don't want to do anything. Vincent suggested pursuing a life of crime. I'm thinking about it. I mean, only stupid thiefs get caught, right? And I'm not that stupid. I bet I could get away with it. We'll see.

All criminal activity aside, I'm definitely looking forward to summer. Taking one softcore class and working part time. Should be fun. Get caught up on sleep, X-Files DVDs, and for-fun reading. I can't wait! But before that happens, still got two weeks of BS left. Guess I should get to studying, right? All in due time.