It's that time of the year again. Talks about finals are beginning, projects are due, and everyone is slacking off because we can all smell the summer air coming. I'm familiar to this process, I have gone through it many times. However, this time is different. This time I will not be coming back.
I am picking up my cap and gown tomorrow. It is a bittersweet feeling. I am so thrilled to be done with exams and long papers, however, I am terrified. I am terrified of not finding a job and the threat of being a waitress for the next five years. I have to say, the question, "What are your plans for after?" sends chills down my spine and makes me want to crawl under my covers. I have no idea about what I'm going to do after. I am beginning to think that this may be a bad thing.
Is it too much to ask to just want to sit back, relax, and enjoy the moment of hearing my name being called in front of thousands of people as well as my family and friends? Maybe I will continue on to graduate school, but for now I need a break. I want to enjoy my last summer of freedom without having a full time job. I mean, I do have the rest of my life...right?
I am picking up my cap and gown tomorrow. It is a bittersweet feeling. I am so thrilled to be done with exams and long papers, however, I am terrified. I am terrified of not finding a job and the threat of being a waitress for the next five years. I have to say, the question, "What are your plans for after?" sends chills down my spine and makes me want to crawl under my covers. I have no idea about what I'm going to do after. I am beginning to think that this may be a bad thing.
Is it too much to ask to just want to sit back, relax, and enjoy the moment of hearing my name being called in front of thousands of people as well as my family and friends? Maybe I will continue on to graduate school, but for now I need a break. I want to enjoy my last summer of freedom without having a full time job. I mean, I do have the rest of my life...right?
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