After playing phone tag, I finally got Hampshire Mike on the phone. “You sound so happy,” he remarked. “and a little bit Valley girl“

“The Pioneer Valley?” I asked innocently and then gave him the Cliffnotes version of what’s making me cheerful enough to sound like a total ditz on the phone.

I am, worried however, about my impending would-be graduation. I want to go up to Sartaoga and see professors and a couple people, but I know being in the area would possibly depress me. I want to go up to Hampshire and ring the bell, but I feel as if I would just get sad about the whole transferring thing, like I did last May. But until the opportunity to participate in these events actually passes me by, I’m going to be mildly anxiety ridden, doubting myself, and wondering if should just give in and participate. That’s why I’ve chosen May 21 as a countdown, because after that it will all be over, and I won’t have to worry in a “should I/shouldn’t I” fashion.
 
And strangely, I’m leaning towards the “go to graduation” side even though I have no one to walk with because Xina is a BS not a BA.
 
This is ALL Sebastian’s fault.