Done

I just submitted my last assignment, for my last course, for my whole degree. That’s it. It’s done.

Uni has taken up so much of my headspace, and of my time, and of my life. Now the thing that’s taking up all that headspace is just thinking, I’m done!, over and over again. I’ve found I have to do this so that it actually starts sinking in. There was more lead up to the end of year 12. A final assembly and set celebrations and stuff. Uni’s just… done.

It feels like I’ve kind of jumped off a cliff. Hopefully the temporary high won’t be followed by a fairly rough landing onto the solid ground of employment. I’m sure employment will be a big soft cushion that I will pleasantly fall into…

Let’s stay focused. Celebration. The question of, ‘What on earth am I doing now?’ is to be postponed while I celebrate the fact that this chapter of my life has reached an end. I can close it all off. Put all those papers away. Say goodbye to uni.

What am I going to do to celebrate? I think I’m going to have some nice food, go out for dinner with family, tell my friends, ‘It’s done,’ have my friends tell me that they’re done too, and grin at each other because of just how done it is.

I’m done.