Crashing down around me
May. 31st, 2005 04:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm packing...which means my apartment resembles something out of a war zone, like London during the Blitz. My walls are now bare, which is really depressing, and boxes and bags are stacked everywhere. This is really depressing.
I'm excited about graduation, though. Praying hard for sunshine on Thursday...hope everybody will pitch in on that. I would much prefer to graduation outside, on my campus, rather than INSIDE, at SOMEONE ELSE'S campus. (Our fieldhouse isn't big enough).
Saying goodbye to Lexington is going to be hard/easy at the same time. I'm going to miss some people, and as for the rest, I just want to blow this popsicle stand.
The reality of the real world is pressing in, though. When I get home, it's time to start the wedding plans in earnest, as well as get serious about getting employed. I do have an interview lined up, and my resume is off to about six differant schools now, so we'll see.
The end of an era, the closing of a book, the twilight of the gods...that reminds me of another comparison to my room...Berlin, '45. How very Wagnarian.
I must be playing too much Panzer General 2 lately. For anyone who cares, I've swept across France, routed the British in North Africa, and I'm currently closing on Moscow. Wunderbar! Rommel? He's a piker compared to me...Gureidian? I ate his book for breakfast.
I'm excited about graduation, though. Praying hard for sunshine on Thursday...hope everybody will pitch in on that. I would much prefer to graduation outside, on my campus, rather than INSIDE, at SOMEONE ELSE'S campus. (Our fieldhouse isn't big enough).
Saying goodbye to Lexington is going to be hard/easy at the same time. I'm going to miss some people, and as for the rest, I just want to blow this popsicle stand.
The reality of the real world is pressing in, though. When I get home, it's time to start the wedding plans in earnest, as well as get serious about getting employed. I do have an interview lined up, and my resume is off to about six differant schools now, so we'll see.
The end of an era, the closing of a book, the twilight of the gods...that reminds me of another comparison to my room...Berlin, '45. How very Wagnarian.
I must be playing too much Panzer General 2 lately. For anyone who cares, I've swept across France, routed the British in North Africa, and I'm currently closing on Moscow. Wunderbar! Rommel? He's a piker compared to me...Gureidian? I ate his book for breakfast.