Monumental Moments Make Minuscule Memories
So here we are at the end of Spring Break I and Spring Break II is so very far away. And graduation seems like it's 100 years in the future. Am I ready? Hell yes, but kinda no. I am so ready to be done with school, but do I have a job lined up yet? Nope. So the question becomes, "What the hell am I going to do after I graduate and I don't have a job?" The thought of going back home is depressing at best.
During the past five years, I have felt like I was doing some pretty cool things, but now it all seems meaningless. I'm not so sure I am getting anything out of what I do with most of my time. Classes are generally pointless now, and I don't have a feeling that my involvement with clubs means anything anymore. The only thing that I do now that feels like it has any real value is work. But even that will only prove to be really valuable if I get a full time job doing what I want to do. Everything that I have done at UMF will soon be forgotten, if it hasn't been already. Soon I will be nothing more than a memory to this school.
It's time to move on to bigger and better things, but the question remains: "What?"
During the past five years, I have felt like I was doing some pretty cool things, but now it all seems meaningless. I'm not so sure I am getting anything out of what I do with most of my time. Classes are generally pointless now, and I don't have a feeling that my involvement with clubs means anything anymore. The only thing that I do now that feels like it has any real value is work. But even that will only prove to be really valuable if I get a full time job doing what I want to do. Everything that I have done at UMF will soon be forgotten, if it hasn't been already. Soon I will be nothing more than a memory to this school.
It's time to move on to bigger and better things, but the question remains: "What?"