There really isn't much more work to be done. No classes until Study Week, when we're technically not supposed to learn new material, and then after that is finals. I only have one actual final at a set time, and the rest will be writing. This weekend I want to get as much done as possible, so I can chill for the last week.
And then I'll have a degree. I don't care about that, really, I just want it to be over.
I have a tentative move-in date for an apartment in Tigard on January 9. It's being held for me; just pending the application. I put in my resignation at work, and if I fail any of my classes, well. I haven't decided yet what will happen. I may move anyway, and put all this shit on hold. Maybe try to just pay for and take the one online class I'll need, or work it out with a professor to take the class by email.
I can't even imagine what it'll feel like to be done. I'll either be sad for no real reason or I'll be ecstatic. Perhaps a bit of both. My entire life has revolved around school. It was all I wanted as a teenager. And the experience wasn't at all what I expected it to be. I never should have gone for a BA, and I think it's one of my biggest regrets in life. If I had done it when I was younger, and the "right" age I might feel different. But I'm also glad I didn't do it then, because I was not emotionally capable to handle it then any more than I am now.
So. Yeah. I'm 28 and finally finishing. I feel 18 half the time. Maybe 22 or 23 on good days. So I guess I'm graduating at the right time for me.
But I have the feeling I won't know what to do with the rest of my life. I suppose that's normal. But I've experimented, already, with all the things that are supposed to make my life fulfilling and I've decided they're not for me. (Relationships, friendships, children, love, a difficult career.) I'll have fitness, at least, but who knows how long that will keep me going.