I did it. I graduated.

I went through such a wave of emotion the day before. Some would describe me as dramatic or melodramatic, I just say I like to engage my emotions to their full potentials.

So the day before my grad started with me refusing to do it, calling it off, dragging my heels, and ended with me doing happy little "im graduating tomorrow" dances on the sidewalk.

I couldn't sleep the night before. The anticipation was killing me. I'd also tried to range of "convocation isn't that big of a deal, all it is is walking across and stage, shaking hands, and getting a peice of paper" to "this is a big deal, it's quite an achievement to graduate from university, many don't".

I didn't want to make anyone from home come a long distance for it, I know they all love and support me fully- other than my parents and brother of course, they HAD to be there. My 3 besties on the other hand, not making them come. So instead I insisted my local favourites attend.

It was overall a great day. It was an overwhelming feeling and realization. I did it. I got to wear a pretty dress and heels, have my picture taken, and a bunch of my favourite people together.

It's important we take time to celebrate successes, and remind one another just how proud we are of our achievements.