Like a Child
I graduated about a month ago. The event was incredible. The feelings that it elicited cannot be explained--even if I had tried to write about it right after it happened. The path that I had been on for the past two years has finally ended--of course emotions went wild. It was always a difficult path; In all of that time I had never had a chance to really relax or even reflect on what was going on around me. It was like being in the back seat of a taxi cab--one where the driver would take quick left turns without warning and speed down avenues of which you had never known about.
And that taxi came to a screaching halt on May 13th.
For about a week after graduation I didn't know what to do with myself. Everything that was my life for two years was no more and I was at a complete loss.
Long before graduation, Stephanie and I had planned a "graduation vacation." On May 23rd we embarked on this most excellent of adventures--whoa--which entailed a plane, a hotel, a rental car, two five day passes to Universal Studios, and the beach.
This experience would prove to be one of the best times in my life. First of all, I needed a release from reality so bad that I might have spontaneously combusted if not for this trip. Secondly, in order to fully culminate my two year graduate school journey, I had to celebrate it in such a fashion as to be remembered forever.
I will definately remember this vacation forever.
I started to feel giddy on the night before our departure. I was awake at night planning in my head the order of rides that we would go on at Universal Studios. I knew that when I reached the park I would instantly revert back to the mentallity of a seven year old.
I did.
I turned into such a child--running from ride to ride as if it was all there was to life.
The whole vacation was like that. For one week I totally regressed. And when it came time to leave, I didn't want to. The only thing that got me on the plane to come home was the fact that I'd spent A LOT of money while in Orlando.
Also, I really wanted to view the pictures that I had took. What sucks is, pictures never accurately represent the event that they depict. The pictures that I took will never show you how excited I was or childish I felt. They are small, while the event itself was larger than life. The picture is still, while the whole time I was on the move. Pictures--some people say that they are worth a thousand words. At least one person disagrees.
I posted some of my favorite vacation pics on the photos page of my site. Check them out if you wish!!
Vocab:
elicited
culminate
revert
regress
And that taxi came to a screaching halt on May 13th.
For about a week after graduation I didn't know what to do with myself. Everything that was my life for two years was no more and I was at a complete loss.
Long before graduation, Stephanie and I had planned a "graduation vacation." On May 23rd we embarked on this most excellent of adventures--whoa--which entailed a plane, a hotel, a rental car, two five day passes to Universal Studios, and the beach.
This experience would prove to be one of the best times in my life. First of all, I needed a release from reality so bad that I might have spontaneously combusted if not for this trip. Secondly, in order to fully culminate my two year graduate school journey, I had to celebrate it in such a fashion as to be remembered forever.
I will definately remember this vacation forever.
I started to feel giddy on the night before our departure. I was awake at night planning in my head the order of rides that we would go on at Universal Studios. I knew that when I reached the park I would instantly revert back to the mentallity of a seven year old.
I did.
I turned into such a child--running from ride to ride as if it was all there was to life.
The whole vacation was like that. For one week I totally regressed. And when it came time to leave, I didn't want to. The only thing that got me on the plane to come home was the fact that I'd spent A LOT of money while in Orlando.
Also, I really wanted to view the pictures that I had took. What sucks is, pictures never accurately represent the event that they depict. The pictures that I took will never show you how excited I was or childish I felt. They are small, while the event itself was larger than life. The picture is still, while the whole time I was on the move. Pictures--some people say that they are worth a thousand words. At least one person disagrees.
I posted some of my favorite vacation pics on the photos page of my site. Check them out if you wish!!
Vocab:
elicited
culminate
revert
regress