I'm graduating in March 2011 and it is currently scaring the hell out of me. I remember being a freshman like it was yesterday, having my four years in front of me. I was in a wonderful relationship with an awesome girl, a member of the UCLA Marching Band, and truly thought that I had it all figured it out. Fast forward a few years and I am currently in a very different position. Now, I don't want to come off as pessimistic, spoiled, or ungrateful because I realize how fortunate I am right now. It's just that for the first time in my life, I've lost the sense of stability that I have grown accustomed to, that I had completely taken for granted.
When I talk to people about being scared of graduating, most don't carry any sympathy for me. Now don't get me wrong; I'm not asking for any, but I can understand how it's hard to feel bad for a guy who's graduating early and has a job waiting for him at home.
I guess I misspoke when I said I was scared of graduating because I don't think "scared of graduating" is the correct phrase. To be more accurate, I would say that I am "anxious and excited for what the future holds, yet I am going to miss UCLA and everything associated with it so incredibly much."
People say that college is supposed to be the best years of my life. I hope that isn't true because then it doesn't leave me much to look forward to after graduation. However, I must say that so far, college has been the best time of my life and definitely the craziest- those who have spent time with me this past fall quarter can attest to that haha. I feel so fortunate to have had all of the experiences college has presented me and I wouldn't change a single thing. I have made some of the best friends I could ever ask for and learned more about myself than I could ever imagine. Thank you to all of you who have made this experience what is has been for me.
I try to create as many opportunities as I can for myself. I think that so far, I've done a pretty good job and I hope I continue to do so. I know that the real world, the working/corporate world, is tougher than college, but I feel that I'm ready for it. Even though I know what I'm going to be doing for the next couple/few years, I don't know what lies ahead. Even though this scares me, I'm so excited. For the longest time, I didn't like change- I liked things to stay exactly the way they were. Then things in my life started changing at a pace that I wasn't ready for and it forced me to grow up. There was a time where I was just plain miserable, but I learned to deal and think I'm better for it.
Three years later, single, and with one more quarter of college in Los Angeles to go (which you bet your ass I will take full advantage of), I wouldn't have it any other way.
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