Je suis fini avec l’université

I’m done with college, what up in the hizzyyy! Apparently when this stage in life happens, you begin speaking a very white version of Ebonics, or at least that’s been my experience for the past 24 hours. I’ve been all, jigga who? and trying to convince my middle-aged mother that she is leading a double life as a rapper.

My brain is fried, like the eggs my mom ordered at breakfast this morning, and hello? I’d never heard of fried eggs. I’ve lived a very sheltered life.

I’m graduating on Sunday morning, and my whole family is in town. They have never all been to San Diego at the same time, so it’s basically a three-day party. Today we went to the San Diego Zoo and a Padres game, and tomorrow we’re going out for happy hour at the Hotel del Coronado and then a fancy dinner on the waterfront. Um, I’m kind of loving my life right now, and it’s all made 20 times better by the fact that at random intervals throughout the day my eyes get wide with the realization that I DON’T HAVE TO DO HOMEWORK AGAIN EVER. I feel like I basically came out of the womb armed with a #2 pencil and a scantron sheet, so I imagine there will be plenty more moments like that in the next few months.

Cheers!

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