perserfuckingverence

Okay, I'm going to stop fighting it.

I've been trying to concentrate on work for the last couple of hours but I need to accept the fact that my mind is completely off track and I just need to express some things for a moment. Since this blog is where I've been keeping my thoughts as of late, I hope you will allow me to indulge for a moment.

Most of you already know about my labor-intensive journey towards earning a bachelor's degree around a full time job, active social life, and various hobbies. While it has been a challenge to go to school while working, I am very grateful that my wages, tuition reimbursement, (and some help from my mom) have allowed me to cover my education without accruing any student loans to haunt me after I graduate. And while I used to get down on myself for not having graduated in four years directly after high school, I can proudly look back on the years where I struggled, and I quit, and I changed states, and I failed, and to know that after all that, despite all of the hardships, I still saw it through to the end.

And I'm not quite there yet, I'm not scheduled to officially graduate until December 13th, but at this point it would take more than an angry mob of Huns to keep me from reaching my goal. There is no fucking way that I am going to get this far and not see it all the way through. Not after the late nights, or the financial investment, or the tears, or the moments of brilliant insight. No way. This is mine. I did this. I fucking DID THIS. Well, not yet, but very soon. I can taste it. If I stick my tongue out far enough, and lean my head as far forward as it can go, I can barely tease the outside of it, and get the faintest impression of what it will be like when I can finally, fully sink my teeth in to the hilt. Delicious.

Until then I will be good, and I will wait, and I will do all of the stupidboringdumb homework assignments that I am sick of and make me want to tear my hair out. And I will continue to pay thousands of dollars to that smug university with the big glass windows downtown while I try and decide if I can afford to replace all of my underwear yet. But that's fine; commando is always an option. I can see the finish line. It so close. It's so. fucking. close. And its mine.