the end is the beginning and the beginning is the end

so today marks the first day of my very last quarter at uc irvine.

it's kinda melancholy to be honest, it's not until i was kicked out and came back that i began to love this place. i'm walking away from college having learned a lot of valuable lessons, but with ever mounting regrets.

i can clearly remember so many missteps that i took, so many things that i wish i hadn't done, or could have done, and should have done.

girls i should have hollered at, teachers i should have gotten to know better, people i could have been nicer to.

i really took for granted all that i had, and that makes me a bit upset at myself.

to say that my college experience differs from that of a normal persons is no understatement, but i feel that my journey has been just as much, if not more, valuable than any other man's.

honestly, this whole process feels a bit surreal...the application for graduation, the ordering of the cap and gown, the looking ahead...

3 years ago, graduation was really an illusion of granduer for me. it literally took complete and utter failure to awaken me and help me open my eyes. i learned that more than effort, ambition is a key to success.

nothing is more dangerous than a tiger that hungers.