I’m a semester away from graduating.
Truthfully, even writing out that sentence feels bizarre. It appears unreal. One thing I’ve dreamt of since I noticed my dad and mom’ school commencement images is about to (hopefully) come true subsequent Might. Whether or not it’s in individual or on Zoom or Minecraft, by this time subsequent yr, I’ll have a Hopkins diploma with my title on it. I’ll have the ability to say that I graduated from a high college and that, despite the fact that it’ll be the toughest factor I’ve performed to this point, I did it.
As wonderful as that sounds, it additionally implies that, by this time subsequent yr, quite a bit could have modified. By this time subsequent yr, I’ll be midway by means of my first hole yr, hopefully with a job that could be a stepping stone to a future profession that makes me comfortable. By this time subsequent yr, I in all probability gained’t be in Baltimore, and I may not be dwelling with my closest mates anymore. We’ll go from…
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