No such thing as the real world...

I'm done with classes. All I have left is student teaching, thesis, senior recital, and 30 hours of volunteer work. That is just ridiculous to me, and I don't really know what to make of it right now. I feel like there is so much I need to pull away from, but I don't really know how and now it seems life is descending upon me. I think that's a good thing, but strange none-the-less. I guess I can just hold tight and enjoy the ride.