Five and a butt days...
Until I graduate...
I'm so excited/nervous/happy/sad that I feel like a kid the night before Christmas, but it's still five days away. I couldn't sleep last night. I stayed awake thinking of everything I have to get done still, everything I'm doing aftewards, the fact my mom is going to be here in a matter of hours that I didn't fall asleep until 2 AM. Then, I woke up at five without being able to fall asleep again...just like a kid who wakes up knowing there are presents under the tree and I wanted to run through the hallways saying, "Santa came, Santa came!" but, instead of Santa with presents, it will be Dick Cheney with my diploma!
I'm so excited/nervous/happy/sad that I feel like a kid the night before Christmas, but it's still five days away. I couldn't sleep last night. I stayed awake thinking of everything I have to get done still, everything I'm doing aftewards, the fact my mom is going to be here in a matter of hours that I didn't fall asleep until 2 AM. Then, I woke up at five without being able to fall asleep again...just like a kid who wakes up knowing there are presents under the tree and I wanted to run through the hallways saying, "Santa came, Santa came!" but, instead of Santa with presents, it will be Dick Cheney with my diploma!
posted by Adam at 2:21 AM
1 Comments:
Hmm, Dick Cheney as Santa--kind of a disturbing image to have in my head. Ah, I remember the week before graduating. At one point I was so wired up and full of conflicting emotions that when someone asked me if I was excited I just sat down on her bed and started crying. I guess you can't do that because you're all tough and what not, but I'm just saying I think I know a little bit of what you mean.
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