My Dad is so close to graduating. His last day of class is December 6th, and the graduation ceremony is January 6th. He has consistently maintained perfect grades and perfect attendance for the past two years. He'll be graduating with honors. He's such a great father and person in general, and I could not be any more proud to call him my Dad.
In a little less than a month, it will make a year since my school shut down. It doesn't feel like it's been that long. I've spent that time working and occasionally doing artsy things that relate to what I was going to school for. It's frustrating because I have the urge to go back, but I want to save money first and wait until I find a school that's just right. I don't want to rush into anything. Still, I can't help but feel like a failure. I work close to home, so it's not uncommon that I'll run into people that I graduated high school with. A lot of them are going to college and making something of themselves. I'm standing behind a register and giving them change. I feel like an embarrassment to my family and every day, it's increasingly harder to find the motivation to even get out of bed.
I miss the projects and the grades and the pressure to do well. Definitely don't miss the students, but everything else is missed. Shame that my college has been turned into a Comcast building and that I have to see it at least a couple times a month.