School is over. Seventeen years of formal education have finally culminated in this: my college degree.

People ask me how it feels to be done. Frankly, I feel today much as I did last week, and the week before that, and the week before that. I don’t think that the reality of my situation has set in yet. I imagine that it will finally dawn on me around the middle of October: summer will have ended but I won’t be in school.

I’ve immensely enjoyed the past four years, but it is time to move on.

I’m happy to say that I’m going out on top: for spring quarter (which included real classes, slaps), I pulled a 4.0. It’s interesting to note that my cumulative GPA has never varied more than +/- 0.04 since the autumn of my freshman year. In fact, my current (final) cumulative GPA is exactly the same as it was during my first quarter at Rose: 3.75. If nothing else, I’m consistent.

Last weekend was Pike Day. Good times. I missed the morning portion of it because I was working on a take-home exam, but the afternoon made up for it.

This week has been dubbed “Senior Week.” Since seniors don’t have any finals, we’re all doing pretty much whatever we want. Today we went canoeing, Thursday we’re hiring a karaoke outfit, and on Friday we’re going golfing. After that, our families will be in town, and it will be time for commencement.