I am a university graduate. I spent the past four years of my life slaving away, and now I am finally reaping the rewards. I have been handed my (fake) degree, worn the silly motorboard and pasted on the smiles for all those expressing their congratulations. Although I'm returning to school this fall to complete my Education degree, things are very different. One year from now, I will be on the verge of completing my B.Ed, and deciding where I'm going to live after this whole 'post-secondary' thing is all over. How strange.
For the summer, I am fostering my inability to leave TWU, as I'm catering for three weeks and then being a Success Coach for the second summer in a row. I guess I really like my university or something. Its just a strange feeling, having an English degree like I wanted to four years ago. I really didn't think I'd get it all done, but somehow I did. Hooray hooray hooray. :)
