I forgot to mention this earlier… but I’m done.
I may not have walked alongside my fellow seniors in the Missouri School of Journalism commencement ceremony and received my fake diploma (the real one gets mailed out in mid-summer), but I’m done.
I did walk in the honors convocation on Saturday morning, since that still allowed me enough time to drive to Florida and arrive at Poynter on time. Yes, that’s right — honors convocation. Somehow, I graduated cum laude even though I was kicked out of the journalism school two and a half years ago for having an unsatisfactory GPA.
I’m not sure how that happened. The “cum laude” thing, not the “unsatisfactory GPA” thing. But it appears to be legit, and now I have a medal to show for it. I just don’t have a fake diploma and a lot of photos of my fellow seniors and me mugging for the camera with our tassels hanging from the left side of our graduation caps.
But — I’m done.
That is, I’m done with college.
I’m not done learning.