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I have discovered a drawback to my impending graduation. I won’t be a student next semester, which means I don’t have to update any forms, fill out any financial aid documents, stand in any lines, or ever, ever, ever see another 10-page syllabus again.

But I also don’t get to pore over every glorious inch of the recently released fall 2009 class schedule. This is my confession. I love choosing classes, maybe even more than shopping – it is my porn. I go online late at night and hours later find myself still sitting there with a handful of scribbled notes – lists of classes with little abbreviations for days and times, “TTh 1:20-3:30”.
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I start nail-biting while trying to remember if I have the prerequisites to enroll in an international relations class. I get all excited reading class summaries, thinking about all the things I will learn and be able to do after taking this class: Portrait Drawing, American Sign Language, Mat Pilates. I have been let down by good summaries before, but then I get seduced by all those promises. Which is why I start every semester with about 20 units on my schedule.

I haven’t looked at the schedule for next semester because I know that it will make me feel like I am making a horrible mistake, and that I am not ready to close the door on my education. I really won’t be able to move forward without that Argumentation and Debate class.

So I am abstaining, and I am keeping my mind on what is actually in front me. Instead of giving in to the “what ifs?” that wake me up in the middle of night, convinced that things might have turned out differently if I had only taken that Theatre Arts class.