Oh, the places you will go...
Well, it’s over. I finished my last exam around 3:30 PM. None of them were all that difficult. I don’t really know how to feel at the moment. When I graduated high school there was an all-encompassing feeling of “finally”. However, when I graduated high school I knew exactly where I would be the next year. I had applied to colleges and been accepted, and decided that I was going to Saint Joe’s.
Now I’m stuck with a feeling of, “what now?” I’ve applied to jobs, a good number but not nearly as many as other people in my major. I just don’t know where I’ll be working next year, and that uncertainty worries me. I’ve always known where I would be and what I would be doing. I know I’ll be in southern New Hampshire with Cris next year, but I don’t know where I’ll be working (or if I’ll even have a job teaching for that matter).
It’s nice to know that I made it through, but at the same time, it’s unsettling knowing how unsure I really am about my future beyond knowing Cris will be in it. However, I’m more than content at that being the one certainty for the moment.
Now I’m stuck with a feeling of, “what now?” I’ve applied to jobs, a good number but not nearly as many as other people in my major. I just don’t know where I’ll be working next year, and that uncertainty worries me. I’ve always known where I would be and what I would be doing. I know I’ll be in southern New Hampshire with Cris next year, but I don’t know where I’ll be working (or if I’ll even have a job teaching for that matter).
It’s nice to know that I made it through, but at the same time, it’s unsettling knowing how unsure I really am about my future beyond knowing Cris will be in it. However, I’m more than content at that being the one certainty for the moment.