It's happened. It's finally happened. After fifteen years it's over. I have officially graduated from college. My formal education, for now, has ended. Where I go from here I have no idea. Go on to graduate school? Get an internship? A full time job? Lie here lazily growing mold? I don't know. It's kind of scary, not knowing where to go. That's something I liked about school. I always had something to do, something that kept me going. It gave me a plan, a direction to take. Now it's all gone. I have no idea where to go, what to do. I'm frightened. I'm scared. It's all making me feel a bit depressed. It's like I've been tossed out in the sea and told to swim but don't know where the nearest land mass is.

I also don't know how to finish off this journal. I suppose this will do.