One More Grad
So I graduated from college on Monday. Pretty exciting. I guess...
I am going to be sticking around in Oberlin for the summer. I have been working at the college art museum and they got some money to extend my position through some of the summer. In a way i think staying here for the summer has really eased the trauma of graduation. College is kind of a cruel thing in its way. You show up, have no friends, you don't know what you're doing, you painstakingly cultivate meaningful relationships with wonderful people, you're surrounded by any number of wonderful causes and activities to involve yourself in, and then you have to leave. And it'll never be the same again.
I know that life post-college will be fine. Maybe even swell. But, leaving college is infinitely more frightening and traumatic then leaving home was.
However, staying here over the summer makes it all a lot less stressful. I'm living in an absolutely incredible refurbished Victorian house with some people who seem really fantastic and low key. A lot of people are sticking around this summer what with the economy in the toilet and getting into grad school at an all time tough. I think all of the other people working at the museum are grads. Not going home right away takes away the sense of finality of leaving. It feels like a break. There's a sense of re-shuffling with some people gone, but there isn't that sense of Oh Shit, this is it. I didn't feel too concerned about saying good-bye to people during commencement. I feel like instead of having witnessed The End it's just an extended winter term.
I am going to be sticking around in Oberlin for the summer. I have been working at the college art museum and they got some money to extend my position through some of the summer. In a way i think staying here for the summer has really eased the trauma of graduation. College is kind of a cruel thing in its way. You show up, have no friends, you don't know what you're doing, you painstakingly cultivate meaningful relationships with wonderful people, you're surrounded by any number of wonderful causes and activities to involve yourself in, and then you have to leave. And it'll never be the same again.
I know that life post-college will be fine. Maybe even swell. But, leaving college is infinitely more frightening and traumatic then leaving home was.
However, staying here over the summer makes it all a lot less stressful. I'm living in an absolutely incredible refurbished Victorian house with some people who seem really fantastic and low key. A lot of people are sticking around this summer what with the economy in the toilet and getting into grad school at an all time tough. I think all of the other people working at the museum are grads. Not going home right away takes away the sense of finality of leaving. It feels like a break. There's a sense of re-shuffling with some people gone, but there isn't that sense of Oh Shit, this is it. I didn't feel too concerned about saying good-bye to people during commencement. I feel like instead of having witnessed The End it's just an extended winter term.