So, I recently graduated and got my major's degree. This June. Yay me.
(...You can really tell the excitement of the sentences above, right? Overall, it was one stressful experience and it took me almost whole summer to recover (shocker; hence why I was away for so long). The idea of this post is kindly sponsored by my autumn nostalgia and memories, also huge thank you to all the old photos on my phone for adding to my pain as well.)
While I was a student (school or uni, doesn't really matter), the word "graduation" itself sounded like gift sent from heaven. I think that's how it is with everyone? The whole big dream of finally having no studying and exams in your life and just doing whatever you want. It also feels like the day you graduate will be the happiest day of your life... but let me tell you, a story of someone who went through it...that feels nothing like you expect.
1. You feel tired. Really tired. You become the definition of the word "tiredness" and at some point when everything is over and you have your diploma in your hands, instead of partying all you want is to sleep for years.
2. After getting a bit of rest (a bit aka a week of being a zombie with diploma), you start realizing that you actually achieved something. That's when your mind embraces the hyperness and goes wild. The only thought of having all time free and for yourself is literally making you crazy and excited and at this point you start making a list of huge plans (aka "I'll get my body in shape" / "Learn another language" / "Go traveling " / etc.)
3. Now that you realize how much time studying took from your life these past few years, you get pissed, so pissed, that you nearly hate the place you studied at.
4. Once excitement and irritation both fade (after 30 chocolate milkshakes, month of doing nothing and one huge clean up session of your room) and your mind starts to function clearly, it's that time when you start thinking about the job. AND WHAT A SURPRISE. All your desired jobs are either: nonexistent, already taken, impossible to get. Also the thing that will piss you off the most is when job offers require 3-5 years of working experience, and noone seems to care that you couldm't work as much due to literally spending your days studying to get that damn diploma.
5. Due to temporary inability to find a job you want, the depression mode knocks at your door and says hello. You forget about all the exciting plans you wrote during stage 2 and generally feel down.
And this is when you begin doubting if getting the profession you chose was the right idea (most likely, you'll end up considering it a huge mistake).
And finally 6. As time goes, you begin realizing that...you, goddamnit, did it. You were strong enough to survive through all the struggles and get to this point in your life, which means that your current struggles are temporary and you sure can fix it all.
And, yes, it's okay to, every now and then, feel proud of yourself.
(...You can really tell the excitement of the sentences above, right? Overall, it was one stressful experience and it took me almost whole summer to recover (shocker; hence why I was away for so long). The idea of this post is kindly sponsored by my autumn nostalgia and memories, also huge thank you to all the old photos on my phone for adding to my pain as well.)
While I was a student (school or uni, doesn't really matter), the word "graduation" itself sounded like gift sent from heaven. I think that's how it is with everyone? The whole big dream of finally having no studying and exams in your life and just doing whatever you want. It also feels like the day you graduate will be the happiest day of your life... but let me tell you, a story of someone who went through it...that feels nothing like you expect.
1. You feel tired. Really tired. You become the definition of the word "tiredness" and at some point when everything is over and you have your diploma in your hands, instead of partying all you want is to sleep for years.
2. After getting a bit of rest (a bit aka a week of being a zombie with diploma), you start realizing that you actually achieved something. That's when your mind embraces the hyperness and goes wild. The only thought of having all time free and for yourself is literally making you crazy and excited and at this point you start making a list of huge plans (aka "I'll get my body in shape" / "Learn another language" / "Go traveling " / etc.)
3. Now that you realize how much time studying took from your life these past few years, you get pissed, so pissed, that you nearly hate the place you studied at.
4. Once excitement and irritation both fade (after 30 chocolate milkshakes, month of doing nothing and one huge clean up session of your room) and your mind starts to function clearly, it's that time when you start thinking about the job. AND WHAT A SURPRISE. All your desired jobs are either: nonexistent, already taken, impossible to get. Also the thing that will piss you off the most is when job offers require 3-5 years of working experience, and noone seems to care that you couldm't work as much due to literally spending your days studying to get that damn diploma.
5. Due to temporary inability to find a job you want, the depression mode knocks at your door and says hello. You forget about all the exciting plans you wrote during stage 2 and generally feel down.
And this is when you begin doubting if getting the profession you chose was the right idea (most likely, you'll end up considering it a huge mistake).
And finally 6. As time goes, you begin realizing that...you, goddamnit, did it. You were strong enough to survive through all the struggles and get to this point in your life, which means that your current struggles are temporary and you sure can fix it all.
And, yes, it's okay to, every now and then, feel proud of yourself.
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