Dear Sally,

I was home last week for Easter break and watching TV verrry late at night, when I saw that Felicity was on. Normally, I probably would have skipped over it, but the info looked like the pilot episode so I flipped to the channel. Well, it was. The first two episodes were on at like 4 in the morning and I really enjoyed watching them both.

I was thinking to myself, wow I used to love this show...I can't believe it's already been four years since I first watched this episode. Ya know, four years ago when Felicity and I started our freshman year. Whoops, no it was actually EIGHT years ago, I remembered. I was a freshman in high school when Felciity started her first year at "the university of new york". I remember thinking about how badly I wanted to be her...I was so ready to live in NY on my own and get a degree and fall in love (with the RA). My senior year of high school was Felicity's senior year at college. (Wisely,) the show ended there with her graduation and moving into the real world. That summer, I was getting ready to do exactly what she had started four years earlier.

Fast-forward to spring of 2007. Here I am - it's time to graduate. I have three full weeks of classes, one week of finals and one senior week ending in the inevitable graduation day.

Part of me is SO excited that it's time to move on. I've been accepted to graduate school and am going to get an apartment in the city with a great friend. It's so post-Felicity, pre-Sex and the City. Just kidding, I better not be single at age 35 lol. But, another (maybe larger) part of me is devistated. I'm sad to leave so many friends (and that so many will leave me). I'm sad that life has become more serious. I'm sad that I'm more than half-way to being 40. I'm sad that one day I'll have to get a real job and pay off loans. I'm sad that-

Now what?