Graduation has come and gone. It is almost a blur in my memory right now. As I walked across the stage to accept my diploma from Dr. Murano, I felt as if I was surrounded by silence. I didn't hear cheers or anything. It was almost surreal. Looking back on the past four years, I don't regret anything, especially my decision to stay at Texas A&M. My first semester was less than smooth. Nonetheless, it has been a whirlwind of an experience. I've had my ups, but I have definitely had plenty of downs. I think that it is important to remember both. The times we are at our lowest are when we learn the most, and I can attest to that.
Summer has begun. I don't have a job, but I'm remaining optimistic. Out of all my friends who graduated this May, only a handful of them have jobs. In the mean time, I'm going to enjoy the summer weather and relax for the time being. In three weeks I'll be embarking on my pilgrimage to Bonnaroo Music Festival, which will include stops in Hot Springs, AR and Nashville, TN. Here's a little tune to get your summer started off right:
Five years cast once and far alone. Hope I'm ready, able to make my own; goodbye.
Ed Droste just has a way with words. It is almost unreal how poignant Grizzly Bear's music can be. I cannot stop listening to their latest album, Veckatimest. The lyrics. The instrumentals. The feelings. The emotions. It has to be one of the best new albums I've heard in a long time. Although I already have an affinity to Grizzly Bear, there is denying how amazing this album is. Just about every track is special. It is rare for me to able to listen to a whole album without the urge to fast forward through my least favorite songs. Case in point: do yourself a favor and check Veckatimest out. Well, when it officially comes out.
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Graduation: The end of an era. In less than two weeks, I will be walking across that stage, shaking Dr. Murano's hand, and retrieving that little piece of paper that took four years to get. I don't think I've fully accepted it yet and won't until I'm having to wake up at 7:00 am to get to campus by 8:15 am. I have to be honest: I'm nervous. I can't lie about that. Do I know what the hell I'm doing with my life? Nope. I'm working on it though, trust me. I've come to so many realizations about so many things in the past month, and no matter what, I feel more than prepared to move on in my life. I know what I want, I know what I deserve, and I'm not trying to seem arrogant about it.
And here's a little tune for you to listen to...Loney, Dear: "Le Fever" (Take Away Show)
Graduation has come and gone. It is almost a blur in my memory right now. As I walked across the stage to accept my diploma from Dr. Murano, I felt as if I was surrounded by silence. I didn't hear cheers or anything. It was almost surreal. Looking back on the past four years, I don't regret anything, especially my decision to stay at Texas A&M. My first semester was less than smooth. Nonetheless, it has been a whirlwind of an experience. I've had my ups, but I have definitely had plenty of downs. I think that it is important to remember both. The times we are at our lowest are when we learn the most, and I can attest to that.
