I know, I know. It's an exciting time. Graduation happens, people get to go out and start their lives, and summer finally comes after a long semester. But I'm sick and tired of being sad when things end. And it never fails, I'm always sad at this time of year.
The last couple of weeks have been full of lasts. Of course, last year was my "official" last year and since I technically already graduated, I shouldn't really consider this my end. But I just can't help getting emotional at the last OU Cousins BBQ, or the last Panam party, or the last pool party. It's amazing how we get used to a way of life and when that way of life comes to a sudden stop we find ourselves struggling to readjust. Or maybe that's just me.
I'm trying to keep positive right now and tell myself to get excited about Spain. But it's always so hard to look past the present.
