Closing Doors

With my final spring break looming around the corner, I've come to realize how many lasts there are. 

I straightened my hair. I put on makeup and my dress clothes this past Wednesday. I walked around campus with confidence. It was my final presentation. Not final as in finals. But final as in the last presentation that I'll be giving as a college student. 

*I have to present my research paper to the board in May but I'm not counting that (haha)

It's been hitting me more and more lately. But it wasn't until Wednesday when I was walking up to the library and looked around that it truly hit me. In less than 60 days, this is all over with. 

I'll no longer be a competing student, I'll be a competing employee. 

I chose to study PR when I was a freshman in college after taking a quiz and being in awe of Olivia Pope from Scandal. Ever since then, I've been so unsure about how I'd be in the field besides the fact that I love it. 

During the initial years, I absorbed all the information like a sponge. When I started nearing the end, which involved in the field work, I took to it like a moth to a light. I love this field.

I was assured today that I'm completely correct in actions today by a professor I look up to the most. She's excelled in her career in a way that only I can hope I can. She's given me amazing advice in the past year I've known her and her words today helped me. 

Soon, I'll be awarded for my grades (I get a super cool pin whoop). Soon, I'll be picking up my cap and gown. Soon, I'll have a diploma for one of the most stressful jobs out there. Before I would have said that I can't wait. Now, I'm smelling the flowers each and every step.

There's so many beautiful things in life. I never thought I'd get to here. 50+ days until graduation. 

I look back to who I was and who I've become. I hold this very close to my heart. 

Before I couldn't wait until the next weekend to go out. Now, I can't wait to get home and sit with my dogs and family. Before, I would leave all my work until the last minute. Now, I get my homework done well before it's due. Before, I thought graduation was forever. Now, I see it. 

It's hard for me to be proud of myself. Since high school, my grades have weighed heavily on me. My family didn't even care what grades I got, I did. haha Even this summer I cried over only getting a 86 on a test. 

When I transferred schools, college came easily. I had professors that only wanted the best for me. They cared and even let me sit in their offices and complain about how stressed out I was. They recognized my work and it showed. 

Today, it showed the most. I handed in my final project and was told to relax and take a deep breath. It's done have a nice spring break. 

Finally, graduation is almost here. 

What do I name this blog then?