Last night I went out for the last time as an undergrad. The piano man at the Cactus played some senior farewell songs, and I got to dance with an engineering advisor who was maybe in her 50s. Please don't take that last statement the wrong way. My only hope is that I will be able to rock like that when I'm that old. I closed down the bars for the first time in my college career, not that I go to the bars that often anyway. But I hung around Harry's until after 3am, but not before R.C. bought some of us a round of rumblemintz. That freaking burned for a good 10 minutes. Then I grabbed a chili cheese dog from a foodcart afterwards with some friends. They walked me home, W.D. passed out on my futon for about an hour, and J.B. and I talked for a while and rocked out on the guitar. I went to bed at 6am. All in all, a good near conclusion to senior week.
I woke up at 10 today. I don't know why. I practiced my speech a bit and then headed out to A.P.'s graduation party. Man, that food was so good. She made it all herself, apparently. The pulled pork sandwiches were amazing. And it was nice to catch up with some friends, too. I know I've said this before, but I love just being able to chill out and hang back with friends without a care in the world. Afterwards, I tutored L.H. for a couple of hours. We're about halfway done with her 25 tutoring hours. Considering I'm leaving next Tuesday, I kind of doubt that I'll be able to devote another 12 hours to tutoring before I leave. We burned through 6.7 hours in the past three days. I can't get enough of that MCAT. It's actually quite enjoyable. Sometimes I wonder how well I would do on the MCAT if I were to take it now after teaching so many classes. But I think my critical reading ability has decreased a bit recently.
Well, I'm graduating tomorrow. Thankfully it's an afternoon convocation and not a morning one. I could totally see myself sleeping through my own graduation if it were in the morning.
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