I never thought I would feel ready to graduate -- to leave this campus and these people. But I honestly think I will be. After working, doing what I love, all summer, returning the the world of academia is frustrating to say the very least.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoy academics. But I enjoy employment more. And once again, I have to divide my time between what I love -- actually practicing journalism -- and studying it. And I know what takes priority each time. And my GPA, I know, will reflect my priorities.
But over the past two years, my concern for an impeccable GPA has diminished to essentially nothing. A pretty GPA is nice, but it isn't practical without a solid resume.
All my life, it feels like I've been prepping for the next step up in academic. In grade school, the next grade. Then junior high. Then high school. Then -- the big one -- college! But now, college is coming to a close. And the real world is what I have to be ready for now.
I'm just hoping I can put enough emphasis on my classes to learn what I need to prepare me for that.
College has been a blessing. A privilege. But I must say I'm thankful I only have to wait one year instead of two before marching across that stage on a sweltering Saturday in May to receive my fake Biola University diploma.
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