So... I Graduated?

Honestly, the last week has become one giant blur. Somehow, during all of my internalized spazzing and panicking, everything happened and all that I have left to do is look back through all of the pictures other people took so that I may be able to, eventually, admit that it actually happened.

I mean... How? I worked for thirteen years and then last Thursday I walked across a (not really) stage and someone handed me a (not really) diploma and that was it? It seems very anticlimactic, if you ask me. How is anyone supposed to actually feel like it really happened? I don't think it will truly feel real to me until I walk into my first college class in the fall (which I am super excited about and secretly wishing away the summer for.)

I just... can't believe that it's over. I kind of feel like I should need to have a really good happy/mournful cry over it... Because that's what I do. But I'm still in shock. I just... don't know.

The only pictures that are currently on Facebook of me actually at graduation. :D

Eventually I'll come up with some better worded thoughts about all of this. I just didn't want too much time to go by without mentioning it. So here it is.