Months before, the only concern I have with that day was: I'll meet his parents!!!
Days before, I added my worry on the dress I'm going yo wear, who's gonna do my make-up, my shoes!
During that day, I was too focused on my shoes. I only wished to successfully get my diploma without tripping in front of thousands of people (who would want that anyway?).
Fast forward...
I'm here. Waiting for call. Waiting to have the opportunity to work and to earn money.
Not the end, indeed, but the start.
