Provided I was able to keep my stupidity at bay this (half) semester, I took what should be my last final today. I’ve dreamed of this day since my mom first walked me into my kindergarden classroom, where I was eventually seated in the back corner of the classroom with one of my (still) best friends because we already knew all the curriculum for that school year. Although I would not retain a mastery over all the material I would later encounter during my academic career, it always felt like it was getting in the way, keeping me in a corner and preventing me from focusing on finding out what I’m good at. I learned a lot, but now I’m ready to hunker down in the Duffcave and work on things that I choose to.

Today has lived up to the hype.

Immediate plans are to enjoy the rest of the summer, go on a couple of trips, keep a patient eye out for job openings, and work full-time on my web comic, which is tentatively scheduled for a late August/early September launch.

I’ve had a lot of support from people close friends expecting great things from me in the coming years and I hope I don’t disappoint. 

It’s finally time to do what I was born to do: create.