I am in my last semester at APU as an undergraduate student... it is weird. Classes are going pretty well, except for the major senioritis that is kicking into high gear about the same time that midterms and projects are kicking into high gear too... not a good combination.
I turned 22 a few weeks ago which also feels a little weird... 22 is not old by any means but it says “adult” more than 18 or 21 does. Don’t get me wrong, I’m ok with that its just that these past 4 years have flown by and I can’t believe I’m nearing the end of this part of my life.
I was able to go home over the 4-day weekend that happened to fall on Valentine’s Day and Janelle’s birthday... Janelle is 14 going on 25, Justin is driving, has a job and a girlfriend, and Jared is as cool as ever. It is a joy to watch them grow and change as they figure out their own paths and start making life choices but it is also sad in some way, that our collective childhood is also coming to an end.
I have been making (or at least trying to) some important decisions about the next few months and years as I head towards graduation. I am thankful that this semester is lighter than last (it is still crazy, but no all-nighters have been pulled yet) because I cannot imagine doing everything that I did last semester on top of trying to figure out what is next. I have decided, for now, that I am going to be done with school for a while. I was thinking about getting my teaching credential just so that I can have it and have teaching to fall back on if I need to... but I do not really want to teach at this point and getting my credential is a full time thing and I really need to have a job as well. So... I have been working on my resume and am going to start sending it out pretty soon to anything that I can find, preferably related to the music business here in LA. I have a few girlfriends that I am going to get an apartment with in the area which will be nice as I leave a very large community of friends.
12 weeks from now... I will have been in a friend’s wedding, graduated college, gotten my first (off campus) apartment, applied for more jobs that I will probably be able to keep track of, and be starting over in a sense... or rather, starting a new chapter of my life. Its a big black hole of unknown opportunities, people, and places and I’m nervously excited to enter this thing everyone calls the “real world.”
