Completed. Concluded. Accomplished. Achieved. Ended.
All the course work for my degree is done. Finito.
I should be celebrating. For some reason it just doesn't feel real. It's hard to imagine that a very short 3 years ago (this August/September will be 3 years exactly) I started on the journey to get my bachelor's degree. I actually had no idea what I was going to do, but I knew that the path I was on wasn't going to get me there. Some of the girls I was working with at the time talked about how much they loved school and one had recently gone back. There was something almost euphoric about thinking and dreaming about returning. I applied and filled out my FAFSA and the next thing I knew I was signing up for 5 classes. I had no goal, no idea what a normal course load would be and no clue how to tell my boss that I was doing this.
So much has happened in the past 3 years that I'm not even sure where to begin. I think I just need to decompress and let it sink in. Hopefully it'll happen before the actual ceremony next spring.
Harper College Associate of Arts Diploma (I'm so excited for the UIC one - the first thing I'm going to do is get it framed!)
Graduation from Culinary School in 2002.
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Highschool graduation 1999.
