I am not in any way shape or form ready to graduate in 8 weeks.

Don't get me wrong. I am SO ready to be done. I am so sick of school and cannot wait to walk down that aisle and get a piece of paper that says that they will be mailing me my degree in 6-8 weeks.

But then I have to wake up the next day. Well. The next day won't be so bad. It will be sunday, and I'll be hanging out with Ryan and Sally and Stephanie, so that will be fun.....

But Then I have to wake up the NEXT day. My first day of adult hood. Still living at home. With no money to my name, and I have no idea where I want to go from there.

Do I even want to be a teacher? I mean. I love my students. Alot. But I have to drag myself out of bed in the morning, and motivating myself to make plans for the coming week is like pulling teeth. And I'm just student teaching. I don't have to worry about *half* the things that will be on my plate as a full blown teacher.

But where do I go if I don't teach. I can't stay at Bright Beginnings for the rest of my life. I don't really want to change diapers for the rest of my life anyway.

Sorry. I'm a little stressed about things at the moment. And I just needed to vent. Again, it's not like anyone reads this anyway, so I'll just move on and prepare myself for the week ahead.

TGIF.