Last week, I started the beginning of the end.
Five long years, and dozens of trees wasted in the form of notes and printouts, I have reached the pinnacle of my college career. So this is what the beginning of the end feels like.
When I finally realized that I had registered for my last quarter at Cal Poly Pomona, the panic set in. On the brink of an epic (yes, I used it) anxiety attack, I backtracked to the feeling of euphoria. “I’m almost done…” became “yes! I’m almost done!” Ten short weeks from now I will be beginning my journey in the reality that is working life. Nine to five jobs, grey hairs from stress, and exciting events are just a blink away.
That blink however, was just five years ago. I have attended four colleges over the span of my college career- including three community colleges, a semester-long sabbatical, and a far-away land from my hometown that frequently smelled like cow feces. I had been a part of a sports team, achieved two 4.0 GPA semesters, and got engaged.
I discovered multiple passions, changed my major three times, and started writing a novel. I learned the art of writing the perfect “BS,” 20 minute essay. I went through six jobs, filled a one page Public Relations resume, and discovered who I want to be when I grow up.
Most of all, I discovered who I am. I am ambitious, motivated, driven, energetic, calm in the face of chaos, and a people person- even though I do well all by my self. I fell in love, adopted two dogs, and got my own place. I am a responsible adult. I am a mature 22 year old, and going on to 40 in no time flat.
The whirlwind that has been my college life will soon become the hurricane that will be my working career.
And I cannot wait.
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