Today was my very last day of class as a college student.
And as much as I want to breakdown and cry and reminisce on the past four years, I'll spare you all. However, I will admit this whole experience is pretty bittersweet. I honestly will miss college and all that it entails.
The past four years seem like they are lightyears away, yet they also somehow feel like they just happened yesterday. I have been so fortunate to meet so many new people, work in a variety of fields, acquire a great deal of knowledge, and participate in numerous events and activities.
Overall, I'm just very blessed to have attended college and very grateful for all that's came along with it.
Even though I loved my college experience and have no regrets, there are a few things I probably would have done differently the second time around. For instance:
Summer + Winter Breaks | I wish I would have utilized summer and winter breaks to travel. Traveling to India this past winter was absolutely amazing. Even though it was only a three-week program, being half-way around the world was ( quote unquote ) life changing, as cliche as that sounds. Even though I worked full-time during the past three summer breaks, I definitely regret not traveling more as a student. There will likely never be another opportunity to travel on a whim like that.
Time-Intensive Classes | Another major regret ( for lack of a better word ) of mine would be avoiding certain classes based on the amount of outside work required to stay on schedule. Because of work schedules – and social schedules, let's be honest – I unfortunately found myself registering for classes that didn't demand hours and hours of studio time. However, I now understand how much I would have enjoyed some of these classes – such as letterpress, calligraphy, and printmaking – and realize how beneficial they would have been in the workplace. These types of classes are often the most rewarding too, which would have made up for some of the social events I would have missed out on.
Making Conversation | Despite the fact that I consider myself a fairly nice and friendly person, I wish I would have been more outgoing and more willing to make conversation with fellow classmates. Sure, I made small talk about the projects we were working on or about the weekend festivities, but I wish I would have taken it a step further in a few instances ( especially in that instance of that one guy whom I thought could have been my soulmate but will now just be a distant memory of that one time I was too shy to freaking do anything other than stare at him from afar ).
College is such a weird thing. You live this awesome life for four years, make these great friends, and do all these crazy things and then it all just comes to an end and you're expected to do a complete 180 and live this grown-up life and do these grown-up things and be a boring grown-up.
But the truth is I'm not ready to be a grown-up.
I don't feel like I'm ready to be a grown-up. Instead, I feel as though I'm a lost puppy with no permanent home and am loathing around trying to understand where the hell I'm supposed to be.
Man, I am pathetic.
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