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End of my undergrad studies

Yaaaassss!!!!! My brain's exhausted! It has been a long journey that has finally come to an end. I thank God for the far that he has brought me and couldn't need any better than this! I attend my last undergrad class today (World Civilizations II) at 5pm.

God, I didn't know that you would honor me this way! 
I didn't know that you would bless me this way! 
I didn't know that you would take me through this journey like you have!
I've always known that I have no other God but you!
You have done what no man has done! 
You will do what no man can do!

 I'm well aware that you haven't completed your work in me. This is just but the beginning of bigger and better things. Post graduate studies is the goal and I'm sure that just as you opened door for this degree course, you will open more doors for it.

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