
In a life filled with social networking, I connect with friends and their social activities easily. I experience major events and emotions with them in unique ways. The constant twittering and status messages remind me that most of my friends are tidying up a paper, flying home from a study abroad semester or even graduating this month.
I graduated a semester early, but I still feel a connection to my classmates. Honestly, I do not feel like I graduated a semester early at all. In the degree sense, I did; but in the education sense, I did not.
Working at the magazine this semester has taught me how to strengthen my own writing. It has taught me better interviewing skills and the intricacies of business. I have learned just as much, if not more, here than I did in any classroom. In that way, I feel like these past six months have been a vital part of my education as a writer and a reporter.
I also might feel like this because, as an intern, I did not get paid. Nothing can make you feel more like a college student than an utter lack of funds.
I am moving into a new role with the magazine next week, so that feels like a graduation in a sense. I am moving on to a real job with a real paycheck. And while it is short term, I still will write for the magazine. This prospect makes me feel more like a grown up than any piece of paper or walking across a stage ever could.
My hope for my life is that I never feel like I have stopped learning. So maybe what I am calling graduation in this sense is just moving into a new phase in my life. I cannot wait to have many more classrooms and graduations, even though I am not sure what they will look like.

