Today is the first day of quad break (or spring break) and with this comes the realization that I only have ONE MORE QUAD left of college... aka 1/4 of senior year. You could also say that I've completed 15/16 of my time at Gordon. I haven't thought about fractions this much since middle school but suddenly everything seems like a countdown including dumb things like "what if this is the last time I get stir fry in Lane?" Most likely that's not the case but I've been freaking out ever since I received an email yesterday with the subject line "Information needed for regalia, diploma, commencement." It's safe to say I've been hit with the nostaglia train and I can't believe it's almost over. I typed in my height, weight, and middle name into the questionnaire - making sure I spelled "Louise" correctly for fear that my diploma would be wrong (how embarrassing).
I am even ready for the adult world? I want to say yes! but I still can't even manage to reschedule a dentist appointment, or successfully put air in my car's tires (this happened to me yesterday), etc. Just the other day I realized I forgot to put deodorant on - this can't be the life of an ADULT. In my free time, I job search and work on my resume and battle with the ladies in the registrar office. I still haven't figured out why it costs money for them to simply email me my transcript and it costs even more for them to print (either way, they never seem to be in a good mood - the registrar is a scary place). Anyways, the result of my job searching always end up with entry-level jobs that want 2+ years of experience. But how is this an entry level job? Haven't figured that out yet either and I'm left to wonder if I'm even qualified for anything!
So here I am, at my current job in the writing center. Everyone's already home on quad break though and I'm rolling around the writing center in this chair with wheels. Taking bathroom breaks, water breaks, doing laps around the Academic Support Center to pass the time. I finally gave in and made my way to the third floor of the library to Bistro 255. It sounds more official than it actually is but it's a small coffee place in the library that serves snacks, drinks, and gelato. I've been a gelato snob ever since Italy and I've always been the one to upturn my nose and think that's not even REAL gelato in the library whenever people rave about how good it is. But on this boring night in the writing center, I grabbed my card and ran down there to order "hazelnut biscotti." I'll admit it - it was good... but obviously didn't even compare to La Musa in Orvieto. Still, I ate it all - spinning back and forth, counting down the minutes until my shift was over. Counting down the days in this waiting game where I am torn between college world and real world, spending my time either binge-watching Gossip Girl on Netflix or applying for jobs after graduation. After all, I only have 1/16th of my undergrad left so I have to maximize my time, you know? And I have to spend the rest of my mealpoints on (decent) gelato from the Bistro...
