Here I am, sitting in the computer lab. I have submitted my last assignment to my teacher, and there will not be another. There will be no more lectures, assignments, tests, or learning. I've learned a lot, I've grown a lot.
Looking back at the seventeen year old high school graduate that found her way to the big city three years ago, I realize she doesn't exist anymore. Somehow, she managed at one point to eat ramen 7 times a week and not die from all the sodium. Besides that though, that person has grown from not just someone with little knowledge or skill in photography into a polished photographer ready for the real world. ... Well, mostly ready.
I'm ready to be a photographer, and not a student. I'm ready to take the leap and actually use what I've learned in the industry. I'm ready for what people are calling my "first real job". Who knows exactly where it will be, or what I will be doing. There are many options at my feet and I'm ready to take the first step, I just need to choose a direction.
I feel like I'm about to bungie jump, on the edge of the cliff and waiting to dive. All it takes is one step, and looking down the future looks terrifying... but I have the rope tightly secured, I'm secure and confident about my skills as a photographer and I know after I make the leap I'll have the time of my life.