the feeling of impending doom

Storyboarding

I graduate in a week, which feels both surreal and strangely calm. For so long, university has been the structure around everything. Classes, projects, late nights, planning, stressing, creating, submitting, repeating. Now I am standing at the edge of it, watching the next chapter arrive in slow motion.

oh how i will miss uni outfits

People keep asking if I am excited. I am, but it is more than that. I feel grateful for the growth, the people I met, the skills I built and the opportunities that pushed me out of my comfort zone. I also feel ready. Ready to take what I have learned and shape my own path, at my own pace, in my own way.

There is something motivating about this transition. No more grades, no more rubrics, no more group chats panicking at 11pm. Just possibility. It is slightly terrifying, but it is also freeing. I am choosing to see it as the start of something, not the end of something.

One week to go. Then it is time to step forward.