So far in my "real world" life, I have:
-Gotten food poisoning.
-Shipped most of my worldly posessions off to California.
-Started to really, truly freak out about having to find a job and wondering why on earth I chose to major in something so impractical as English.
-Filled out a career test to try and placate some of my fears and look for jobs that I will love/am qualified for. Said career test told me basically nothing.
-Started my application for Teach for America.
-Sent out graduation announcements. Yes, they're late. That's why they're announcements not invitations. If you would like one, we have way too many, so just ask.
-Read a book just for fun for the first time in probably two years (no joke).
-Gotten increasingly depressed about moving far away from all the wonderful people I have met and grown to love in the past three years.
A week or so ago, I had several lessons on pride in Sunday School, Relief Society, and a religion class at school. I feel like this is something that I've heard a hundred times before, but this time, I really listened. And guess what I learned? I'm like the poster-child for pride. It's absolutely ridiculous. So I decided to make some changes and really learn some humility.
I think graduating is the most humbling experience I've ever had. But I've still got a long way to go.