It was a special day...however, I didn't feel that it was special. It was like one of normal passing days, and I felt like the new semester would start from April.
However, it was my last day of school. We all were dressing up. In Japan, most girls wear "kofurisode" and "hakama" on the day of their graduation ceremony in universities. Yeah, it was one of my special day...it must be, however, I really didn't feel so. It wasn't so impressive, and some of my friends told me that they thought so too.
I can't believe that I have to start working from April...as a new member of society. My past life went so quick. Soon, I have to earn money...not for making pin money, but for living. When I was little, I felt that adults were mature. Even junior high school students or high school students looked so. But in real, I passed the age, graduated my uni, and now, I'm about to start working in a hospital. I can't believe, I can't believe. Is my mentally age enough to be called an adult? Maybe no.
I worry about my new life from April at my working place. It is natural that worrying about new life if there are nothing special, but I think that I have to worry about it more than others since I didn't send the new year greeting card to the person who will be my boss (and I heard that he was an unreasonable person) and made him call me twice when I was abroad. (T_T) Maybe I made him bad impression of me before starting working. Moreover, I noticed that he was a person that makes sarcastic remarks when I called him back...
Anyway, I still have a lot of things to do before starting working. Getting documents, buying something, etc. I hope that I can survive in the tough ADULT world.