So I’m graduating college in like a week. Seeing as I have ZERO plans as I journey into the “real world”—aka the land of paying bills, the realm where binge drinking quickly becomes classified as alcoholism, the chapter in my life that up until now felt like a distant nightmare—I figured why not document this beyond confusing time in my life in a blog!
Graduating college is a huge milestone. A huge
SUCKY milestone at that. I remember my 10th birthday when I turned “double digits”…AWESOME MILESTONE. Turning 13 and becoming a teenager…AWESOME MILESTONE. Graduating high school and starting college (sucky milestone at the time because I was a shy, awkward, homesick loser, but in retrospect)...AWESOME MILESTONE. Finally turning 21 and retiring my 27-year-old “Danielle Taylor” fake ID….AWESOME MILESTONE. Graduating college and having your occupation go from “student” to “unemployed”…SUCKY ASS MILESTONE!
Who seriously wants to graduate college? I mean, yes, the schoolwork sucks, yes, I've been tired of everyone, yes, I’m more than ready to escape West Philadelphia. But wouldn’t life 
be just grand if I could just leave Penn and enroll in college somewhere else?! Just keep the ball rollin and start all over again as a freshman at say…Pepperdine University in MALIBU, California?! I’d KILL…literally, slice a bitch, for that opportunity! Although these last 4 years at Penn have been FAR from a perfect 10, these last 4 years might just be as good as it gets…in terms of getting to live off of mommy and daddy, having all my friends live within a 5 minute walk, and getting to drink and act a fool without getting the side eye from anyone because I’m a young and dumb college student and that’s what I’m supposed to be doing! Well, all of this is about to go POOF in T minus a few days…
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