Degree

I hope this paper reflects the tears and the fears I overcame these past four years. The past, the laughs, the winding paths stubbled through to find myself atlast. The moans, the groans, when I wanted to go home all the subsidized AND unsubsidized loans. The pain, the rain, mistakes and that shame that if I failed I had only Blair to blame. I hope this paper shows them those dark roads I drove to those two jobs to pay those bills I loathed. That make-up, caked-up to cover my stress ran to each and every class, sweat covered my dress. My strength and my drive to just do it myself, it was evident that Mommy and Daddy couldn't help. Not my GPA, because I worked everyday but the beauty that I did make it all this way. I need this paper to convey that I fought everyday, to pay and to stay and to see that day, When I walked across that stage after giving all of me, to recieve that paper. To retrieve my degree.