Its that time of the quarter again. I’ve been here 11 times before and yet it feels very different this time around. For those that have no idea what I am talking about, I’m graduating and its the last 2 weeks of my quarter. While everyone(non-graduating seniors, etc) else is freaking out about the work there is to do, I feel strange…even relaxed.
I still remember the day I took my SAT, the day I got my visa, the day I set foot in Seattle (greeted by an immigration cop with a tactical M4 and sunglasses). I remember the first day at the international orientation, my first class, my first four-point-oh, my first job on campus, the day I got into my major, the first day I stayed all night in the labs(and where I lived, 2 years after that) and many many other things that I want to remember.
Sadly, its time to turn the page.