To the girls at the University intersection.

Well, I did it.

I'm officially a college grad.

Whoa.

The day was flawless; I couldn't have asked for a better ceremony. The speaker was incredible, I was surrounded by friends and family who I love dearly and we ended the night at Disney--like any night in my life should end.

While driving to campus, I was nauseous. Dad had the van, but it was filled to the brim with my family members (mom, dad, Scotty, Seth, Aunt Melissa, Grandpa and Cody). So I had to drive myself.

I blasted T. Swift's newest tunes--specifically "Long Live" because it seemed to fit the mood--and stopped at the intersection I've stopped at thousands of times. I ran over the events the afternoon would endure in my head. I had my cap, I had my gown, I had my tickets, I had my reader card...

And then I heard someone yelling at me from the car over.

It was a car full of girls; none of them I recognized. I frowned and tried to replay my actions in my head. Had I cut them off on accident? Did I have a flat tire? Was my gown hanging outside my car door?!

I rolled down my window while a girl yelled out, "Congratulations! You're graduating!" I smiled and glanced in the back seat where my gown hung delicately from the little hanging hook above my back door.

"Thanks," I smiled. They were turning, as well, also stopped at the red light. "Are one of you graduating?" They surely didn't look like it--they were dressed like they might be headed to a beach and they didn't look older than nineteen.

"Nah," she shook her head and scrunched up her nose. "We're freshmen. We're just now starting our second semester!"

I nodded with a grin. I remember being them. "I know you've probably heard it a thousand times," I begin with the all-knowing smile. "But don't wish it away! You'll be in my shoes before you know it."

They laugh and nod, obviously hearing it for the millionth time. The light turns green, they wish me well and vice versa and we drive away.

So here's to the girls in that car. May your college career be as fulfilling and entertaining as mine was, may you procrastinate on every single assignment and bite your nails to the core awaiting your final semester grades, may you be proud of your accomplishments and truly admire the work you have done in school.

But most of all--may you take in the moments, breathe a little and relish in the experiences. May you take your time and not rush the days.

Because your "today" will be here before you know it.