Oh Danny Boy --I love you so

Other than putting some crap thing in the post I'm done.
Not in school anymore.
Something that seemed pretty much impossible is reality.
Did a presentation at a conference and it's over now.
What a gigantic let down.
Not as bad as the graduation on death's door but it's awfully pitiful.
Here I am-completed a HUGE deal-I'm really completely done-and I'm sitting in my apartment alone watching 100 Funniest Movies on Bravo.
I'm a sad, sad, excuse for a person.
I suck at life.
Don't know what I expected but it wasn't exactly this.
It wasn't made better by being cut off by mum when I called all excited to tell her about how things went. She didn't want to be rude to the hosts, since she was at a barbecue. OK. I'll just sit here and feel very empty about the whole series of events.
Well, the degree is depressing, why shouldn't the ending be the same?