Been at it with this undergrad thing for a while now. Damn near gave up completely, twice. Waxed and waned between aniexty and depression for 7 years because of it. But, I love my mom. And I am a first generation child of African immigrants, this education shit rly ain’t something I could bypass. So today I pick up my bookbag and start the first day of my actual-factual last semester of college. Good riddance, wish me luck! Xo