I don't know what most people experience post graduation. I, myself, am living with my best friend, sleeping on a pineapple couch (which is comfy!), eating turkey on wheat, and looking through job listing after job listing. I think I'm living the dream.

No really...don't doubt me...I'm lovin' this. I don't mind that I'm unemployed...its actually kind of nice NOT to have a schedule to work around...although I will need money sometime soon.

I would imagine this is what most people do post graduation. Although SOME people coughengineerscough seem to make out pretty well in the job world. I don't think I belong in the job world. I would love to see myself working for some small creative company...that does something great. They would be community minded...flexible...FUN...engaging...and a family. I would L.O.V.E that! What better way to spend my time? Thus far I've only applied to corporate type positions but I'm keeping my eyes open.

And I'm PRAYIN'...man am I prayin'! I would love for Jesus to swoop down and gave me the job of my dreams. I don't think that's going to happen...but I know he will give me some kind of direction. I could use some direction right now. I told my friend Rachel the other day that they best way to describe my life right now is that I'm "riding around aimless on the creeper bike through dark allies". I don't know what a creeper bike is but it sound good at the time!

That's the news from Lake Wobegon...where all the men are strong...all the women good looking...and all the children are above average.

"Screw this crying thing". So yes, those un-poetic words did come out of my mouth (and no I'm not proud of the crudeness of them) BUT that is sort of how I feel. It is kind of a sentimental time in my life. I'm saying goodbye to a place that has been a pretty good home for me for the past three years to swap it for a home I don't have yet. That, my friends, is kind of weird.

I like the idea of graduating. It's...I don't know...such a sort of accomplishment. And I get to wear one of those ultra stylish square-cardboard covered with cloth-black hats and a long flowing robe. I'm mean seriously, those robes are comfy! I also get to parade in front of a bunch of people's family and friends so that my family and friends can cheer for the 1.2 seconds while I grab my diploma. Woo. It's also nice to be (almost! ah) done with schoolwork (until I realize sometime down the road that you need a masters to do anything cool). But I'm going to freakin' miss my "family" here.

When you talk to anyone that attended Geneva they will tell you, "I loved the people." And it is SO TRUE! I do love these people...a lot, and that makes it hard for me to move on. And I'm super, super entrenched here...one guy put it so well when he was talking about leaving. He used the analogy of a button being sewed to a coat. While you were at Geneva and you only went to class, had a few friends and ate at the dining hall you wouldn't have a lot of strings to attaching you to the coat...thus is would be easier to snip those few ties and move on. BUT if you are involved here...such as being an RA...doing theater...having a ton of friends...working on campus...getting to know your proffs...etc...then there are a TON of strings to snip when you leave. Let me tell you...it's going to be hard. The cool thing is that I've got an entire world that I can go conquer...and believe me I want to. God has placed big dreams on my little heart and I'm going for 'em.

So this is just me musing and thinking out loud. If you are a Geneva person reading this...I love you and I will miss you.

Everyone else...if you want to give me a job...I'll be around. :)