The Real World

This evening I made my first Adult To Do List.

Now you are probably thinking, Sharayah, you are 21 years old, on the brink of turning 22, and you just made your first adult to do list?

Well, kind reader, yes, I am 21, however, a week from yesterday I graduated from college with my Bachelor of Arts in Journalism and Media.

Graduating was a big step for me, and I cannot believe how quickly the last four years went by. I am not the shy young woman that I entered California Baptist University as my freshman year.

I feel like this is the step my teachers from high school always talked about. Leading up to graduation from high school I would be pushed into the real world. However, college did not feel like "the real world."

College felt more like high school at a much faster rate, with nicer people and more homework.

This in between stage that I am currently living in is my bridge to that real world.

I spent the first week of my life as a graduate, re-watching "The Office" from the beginning, searching for a potential corgi to adopt and really just sitting about. I hardly left the house, and when I did it was mostly to run small errands.

I feel that the making of this to do list was a waking up process for myself. I am not in college anymore, it is time for me to continue my journey in growing up.

Yes, some of the items on my to do list are trivial, but I feel like I need to get my life in order. I need to push forward. I am an adult and I can face the real world.

Seventy-Six Days and Counting

For those of you who are unaware, May 4, 2013 is the day I walk across that stage and become Sharayah Le Leux, BA.

Now for the most part of my senior year I've been trying to remain positive and just continuously work forward to the completion of all the hard work that I have been pouring into my school work for these last four years.

However, lately I am finding more and more reason to desire for the time to pass by faster and just run across that stage toward our University President, grab my diploma and run off stage.

And although the thoughts of all the students loans I've accumulated lurk right above me for once I do indeed graduate, I feel more than ready to face them head on.

I don't have a guaranteed job once I graduate just yet, but I'm starting to feel that everything will be alright.

As I sit here putting off my homework, typing away all the feelings of anxiety, unappreciated and sleep deprivation, I cannot help but count off the days until I'm free.

Seventy-Six days and counting.