I found seven pennies yesterday -- six when I was walking to my car and one between classes. They were a bit dirty considering all the rain the last couple of days. But I don't let that stop me. I didn't report all the pennies I found in L.A. over my Thanksgiving break, but it was a lot. You know what I don't like? When someone else says, "Hey Lo, there's a penny." Or someone else picks it up and gives it to me. I just can't get excited about it. I don't get that feeling of accomplishment that I do when I spot one myself. So, I had my last class yesterday but I'm not quite done. Two papers and two finals and that'll be it for me. I'm a bit depressed about the whole thing and it bugs me that all my friends keep congratulating me. Don't they know that school is so much better than work? But, I once felt the way they do. Except for my friends who are older and did what I did. We know what's beyond the walls of the university and it's not always pretty. I'm also getting a bit jealous of my friends who are starting to apply for graduate school. I wish I could do the same, but I have to start contributing financially. It just went by so quickly and even though I tried to absorb everything, it all seems like a blur. The sixty or so books I've read in the last year are the only things I remember ... That's not true. I met some of my favorite people and the best friends I've ever had. I learned from the most extraordinary professors. I learned things about myself and opened my mind to different ideas. And I have finally become the person I always wanted to be thanks to all these things. I know it sounds sappy, but how can one speak about such a profound experience without being a bit sentimental. Anyway, I'll still be offering my insights into penny finding, literature, and my new life as a contributing member of society.