Almost Done

Trying to graduate is a bitch when you don't have actual classes. Just sitting here in my room trying to write essays for professors that I haven't seen in months. It's unfortunate how hard it is to care about something once it becomes more or less intangible. I see a grade on my screen, I can look up a due date in my calendar, but there is no physical piece to my school at all anymore. Oh well, no sense in getting existential and quitting now when I'm almost done.