On Regraduationing · 4:33am Jun 2nd, 2014
It happened, probably by accident. I passed my calculus class by four percentage points, and I got my diploma. Before I prostrate myself before the mighty gods of Student Loans and prepare myself for the inevitable kick in the financial testicles, I'd like to look back and briefly (thank God) reflect. Grab a drink, kiddies, and let uncle Patrick serenade you with my anticlimactic, if not cathartic, not-horse-words.
You guys all know me as a writer. I identify as a writer. That's awfully cool. Writing has helped me get through the tougher parts of these years. Shame I didn't discover it sooner. Two and a half years after starting my first fanfiction about an OC alicorn with a mysterious and tragic past, I'm editing a real-life honest to goodness novel that might even become a book one day. I've gotten a lot better since I started, and I view it as my greatest accomplishment to date. That, and not drowning when I was two. Thanks for the tips and tricks (and for my aunt, who dragged me out of the pool).
I was gonna write a lot more sappy crappy emotional stuff about how grateful I am and how much you all mean to me, but then I realized how silly that would be. The best way to show my appreciation would be to continue writing. That's how I know you as: readers. And friends.
See you around, and happy Monday.
Oh, man. Congratulations on graduating, and on not drowning when you were two. Your writing has always been awesome.
Stay awesome, my friend.
Good to hear your family rocks and helped that equally epic awesomeoness to flourish in you too.
Fair warning, Those rejection form letters from EQD are very similar to real life rejection form letters. So you even have practice!
Nice one Bandy, congratulations.
Well put. I'll take my diction athletic with a side of terse.