Its been almost two weeks since I
sat my final exam.
I honestly thought that I would
wake up the next day, suddenly enlightened to adulthood; prosperity giving me
an extra pep in my step. This did not happen; I woke up with a self-inflicted
headache brought on by copious amounts of alcohol consumed the night before.
And I thought, ok maybe once I’ve nursed this hangover away with the mandatory
tea and toast and some Ru Paul’s Drag Race I would finally get the feeling I’ve
waited 4 long years for.
I’m still waiting.
The thing about college and the
finish line, something I think no one tells you, is that it’s very
anti-climactic. For all the moments in college I thought would be imprinted in
my brain forever – such as my first day, the day I submitted by FYP and sitting
my last exam – they all just kinda fell flat.
I don’t know if I’m alone in this
train of thought – I don’t think I am though – but the last couple of weeks of
college were tough. I’m not talking about stress levels here, but I felt the
closer the end came, the less of a shit I gave. I think my brain had gone fully
into summer mode and I couldn’t find a way to rewire my brain back to reality.
And now that it’s all over I feel
this HUGE looming question that rests on everyone’s lips; what now?
When I tell people I’m taking
some time out to save for a Masters, there are usually two opinions; 1.) Why
wait that long? You’ll get out of the swing of studying or 2.) You’ve just done
four years! Why torture yourself more?
Any sign of a Masters up there nah? |
So, if you are in the same boat
as me, and you’re as clueless and unsure about your future, then allow yourself
to be. Everything in life has a
funny way of working out and as long as you move forward with a positive
outlook and you gather as many experiences along the way, the universe will
sort you out. That’s what I’m placing my bets on anyway!
Until next time...
Aimee♥
Nice post, thanks so much for this sharing!
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