T-30 Days

Phew… I made it.

2,024 days of stress, procrastination, and money well spent on Starbucks americanos. In 30 days, I can officially call myself a graduate. Time to PARTAAAY!

If you can't already tell, I'm pretty ecstatic. I started on this long road back in 2013, and during my entire college education, I have worked multiple jobs and always full time, while also attending school full time and not once have I stopped to take a break. Talk about stress OVERLOAD. I’ll admit, I’m only human and I may have failed a course (or two), but hey, math is not my strong point. But I never lost hope. I stayed committed and said, “well, I’ll get it next time” and I sure did. Sometimes a different professor and style of teaching can make all the difference.

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I have always envied students who were able to live in the campus dorms and not have to worry about paying for tuition and worry about work or bills or even a source of income. I thought they had it all. They were living the college dream. And don’t take this the wrong way. I’m not saying every single college student living on campus has it easy, but when you don’t have that added stress of having to wake up for work every morning or worrying if you have enough in your account to pay the mortgage bill, it makes a big difference and you are able to prioritize your life and focus on your education. Because of this, I was not able to put education first. My family and job were always my top priority and then school was just an after thought. But I'm also so grateful for the life I've been given and the challenges I've conquered to get here and I wouldn't change it for the world. And hey, becoming a homeowner at the age of 20 is pretty remarkable if I might add!

"TRUST THE TIMING OF YOUR LIFE"...In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps - Proverbs 16:9.

You will get there when you are meant to be. Not one moment sooner, not one moment later. Everything in life happens according to our time, our clock. You make look at your friends and some may seem to be ahead or behind you, but they're not. They're living according to the pace of God's plan, their clock.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

It took me many years to get here, and many years to learn the virtue of patience. 2,024 days to be exact. I learned to tell myself you're not falling behind. It's just not your time. And now, here I am.

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So what’s next? Well, like most college grads, I don’t know. When I originally enrolled in college to obtain a degree in Mass Communication & Journalism, I was hooked on watching Sex In The City and boyyy was I obsessed with the Samantha Jones lifestyle. The girl had it all, and I would like to think that she somewhat influenced my decision in wanting to work in the public relations industry. She had a strong career and was remarkably independent. I mean, the woman called having kids & getting married a cliche! What a GIRL BOSS. She rocked the PR industry and was showered in gifts, and hosted fabulous events which she and her besties would dress up in fabulous designer gowns and attend. What girl wouldn’t want this dream?

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But then- say hello to reality. The Samantha Jones syndrome is the real deal. Real PR is not like Samantha Jones PR, it’s even better. So ya, I guess you could say I am currently seeking opportunities, and if anyone wants to help make this dream a reality, you know how to reach me!

Call me, beep me if you wanna reach me

When you wanna page me, it's okay

I just can't wait until

I hear my cell phone ring

Doesn't matter if it's day or night

Everything is gonna be alright

Whenever you need me, baby

Call me, beep me if you wanna reach me

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Sorry- side tracked.


I also found out this week that we're pretty positive I'm the 1st female Zeldin in my family (maiden name) to graduate with a bachelor's degree. We think... Pending ancestory.com results 😂 Makin history y'all! Anyone else?

Take a look at these grad pics the hubby took of me while we were stranded out in the middle of the desert attempting to find our REAL photographer, while we had zero cell reception.