Hello one and all. I know i’ve been slacking on this blog over the last three months. Life keeps pulling me away from waxing poetic on here. So let’s get down to brass tacks.
I wasn’t thrilled about doing summer classes after spending the last eight months doing two semesters. I’ve been accustomed to spending a quarter of the year mentally recuperating after wringing my brain dry trying to succeed. I kept it in the back of my head that a summer semester was a possibility.
That quickly became a reality as I had 13 days to rest before throwing myself back into the classroom for another four months. It was a sacrifice I had to make. I guess this is what growing up feels like…sacrificing what you want now for what you want the most. And that’s exactly what I did.
I’ve finally finished my run at Algonquin College on Wednesday.
As I walked through the doors for the last time. I felt a weight being lifted off my shoulders. It’s been a few days and it’s still so surreal knowing that i’ve grabbed the brass ring. All the hard work, all the late nights working to get labs done, it all came to fruition.
For so long, I’ve watched my friends get there before I did. Now, it’s my turn.
These are the days you work your whole life for. I can finally get to relax before I can walk down the stage.
Just remember…Finishing college doesn’t grant you gold medals for coming in first. It’s a marathon. It may test your patience (I’m damn sure it tested mine most of the time) and it can be hard at times. Stay the course and be grateful. It will happen when it’s meant to happen
If you think that this is the end of the story. Think again! It’s just the end of a chapter.