standing at the edge....

Three weeks and my last semester of classes will be over. This seems to be a trend in my ramblings on here of late, but the title says it all. I'm at the edge of something... Resounding in my ears is
what the hell am i going to to with my life?
I wish there were a magical answer, and they mailed it with my diploma and the dorky music ties i'll be wearing for the rest of my life. Its time to build my career- it has to come first. It never has before but if I want to make anything of myself it HAS to now. As much as it hurts, as hard as it is, other things have to come after that. Thankfully, this is the last time in my life that I have to pick up and start completely over- If i don't want to. What I do in the next 5 years has a lot more to do with how the rest of my life will go than the previous 4. I mean, I got a degree (hopefully). But, that won't lead to the kind of life I want in the future- to live comfortably. I look up to my grandparents for that. They have money enough to live comfortably, have a beautiful house, and can help their grandkids out. To do that, they made sacrifices, they went to school and went to school and went to more school. Somehow in there... they managed to even meet eachother, have kids, and grow older... Amazing really- and they did it without things like credit cards and vacations. They're a living economics lesson I wish i would have paid attention to a long time ago.

Someday... i'll look back on this and laugh
:)
Rob