I wanted this to be a serious, eloquent post where I wax poetic about completing my Master’s, education, goals, etc.
But, all I could come up with was this:
I have turned in my last homework assignment. Read my last assigned chapter. Gone to my last 6pm class.
I am officially too cool for school.
I worked my ass off these past 2 years. I succeeded in what I intended to do, for the most part. Damn those minuses.
I was pushed in ways I haven’t been in a long time. I’ve created magazines and book covers. A business plan last year almost killed me, thank you very much, Prof. Manuela Soares (I love that lady, though). And let’s not revisit the thesis from hell; though, I now have a paper I’m proud to have written.

I’ve walked across that stage, had my degree conferred, and celebrated it all with family and friends. I am a graduate.
Tqwana Brown, M.S. I gots letters, y’all!!
Now, I get to be an adult again. And, oh yeah, I got a publishing job! Production Assistant right here. Cheers!
Until next time…