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This is it. This is my last semester as a college student and then it's pencil skirts with silky blouses. Good bye sleeping in and hello six in the morning coffee. An often question asked, "Are you happy/excited to be done?", the answer leaves me conflicted. Graduating means growing up, and I know what that road ahead looks like. The only thing that excites me is to finally be able to utlitze the skills and talents I have worked on for five hard years. I look over to my desk and smile because it's a representation of who I am. I am an artist of interiors and one look at what's atop my desk and you know that I create things. Nothing excites me more than that because it's reassurance that I made the right attempt to get closer to a real dream of mine. I feel that without confidence you are without design and without either, I am nothing. To answer the question once more, I am not happy/excited, but I am ready. Ready to be the designer I am suppose to be, the designer I have created to become.

I could not be here today without the words of my mother, "You can be whatever you want to be." Without this, I don't know where I would be - it's her contribution to my confidence and for that I am forever grateful for her belief in me. I owe special thanks to my brother for helping me through the college process, I'd be lost on campus without him. One last thank you goes out to all those who do believe in me, and the ones who don't.