Sunday, November 05, 2006

A month ago if you had asked me when I was going to graduate I would have said, "May, hopefully." Plans have changed. I could have graduated in May, but I would have to take 27 hours next semester. With all the mini-terms that DBU offers I could have spent my holiday season chipping away at the first 12 hours, then spent the spring finishing up the final 15. It didn't sound too bad at first, but several key people in my life advised against it. I thought through it, and now taking a couple of easy semesters doesn't sound too bad. I still want to take one specific mini-term, then I'll take 2 12-hour semesters. It'll be slow. It might be nice. I may enjoy it. And besides, I'm in no hurry. I'm not going to be qualified for any real job when I get done so I may as well postpone the rejection a while longer.
That's the logic behind it. God had something to do with it all too. (Not that God and logic are contrary. I think the logic was from God as well.) The motivating factor for a May graduation would have been pride. I feel like I should have graduated by now. It feels like everyone my age and a year younger will have graduated by then. I kind of needed to prove myself, to prove that I could do it. Maybe I wanted to show that I could accomplish something more than yearly transfers. I guess I'll just have to let that go though. I think it'll be better, holisticly better.

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