Is this really happening?

I can't believe it. Saturday, my best friends will be graduating from college and I a) won't be there and b) won't be graduating either.

I'm more than okay with staying another year. Trust me. It gives me more time to figure out what I'm doing with my life. I don't have to rush into just some random job or sit around waiting to hear back from someone who really doesn't want to hire someone right out of college. I'm okay with this.

But

I won't be there to see James, Chase, Brad (finally!), Karrye, Josh, and so many others walk across the stage and get their diplomas. All because I'm taking stupid Spanish this summer at home instead of in Wise like I had planned.

I hate this. I am a horrible friend.