I’m at that totally surreal point in my college career where everything is my “last ________” as an undergraduate college student. My last Saturday. My last research paper. My last art critique. My last exhibition. This Friday, just hours after my last final exam ever, I’ll graduate from my university with a BFA in Drawing and Painting and a minor in Japanese. After a few breaks from classes, a stint in Los Angeles, and several changes in my major, I finally made it.
I’ll be so sad to leave this community – my colleagues, my professors, my coworkers – people who inspired me, pushed me to work harder. People who encouraged me to do things I’d never tried before, for better or for worse. I only hope I can continue to find the same inspiration and the same motivation to create art without all of this invaluable support that I have been so privileged to have for the past few years.
When I graduated from high school and registered at Loyola University Chicago as a computer science major, I never guessed that several years later I’d be graduating from the University of North Texas, Denton with an art degree. If there’s one thing I learned from college, it’s that nothing is ever set in stone. Plans change. We change. We must remain open-minded and ready to adapt to our ever-evolving futures.
I’m still trying to orient myself to the post-college life: applying for jobs, looking for new apartments, looking at graduate schools; however, my biggest priority when all of this is over is to recover all of the sleep I’ve lost this semester. I seriously pulled four all-nighters the other week!
But since it’s not over yet, I’m going to sign off from this last post as an undergraduate to go work on my last art pieces and study for my last final exam. Wish me luck!









