It happened.

It happened while I was in the shower.

That moment I have been dreading for the past year.

The moment I realized I’m actually graduating.

I have been living a lie, basically believing that I will be at U of A for a couple more years.

But no.

I am here for approximately one more month.

This is actually not OK.

Traditionally, April is my month. Pool parties, good weather, and knowing that the end is in sight have always been what I look forward to.

Now i’m dreading it.

I think about freshman year and how much U of A has changed over the past 4 years.

The time I had my first breakfast burrito at highland.

I’m actually tearing up thinking about eating a burrito that I cat carded. Pathetic.

I don’t know what i’m going to do when my friends and I revisit all of the freshman spots: Zachary’s, Pancho Villa, AZ -SO (only because nado is closed).

(Sigh)

I just need to live up these last 40 days.

Tomorrow we have Arrowspike and i’m going to look like a volleyball hit my face because i’m going to be so puffy.

So my life.