You knew I couldn't go through graduation and not post something introspective lol:).
The diplomas have been passed out, the caps and gowns have been taken off, and I'm officially a college graduate with a bachelor of arts degree. It's surreal to be typing this fact. As I woke up this morning, I started reminiscing over the past four years, thinking back to crazy nights out at the club with my friends, meeting all types of new and interesting folks, tough classes, staying up until the wee hours of the morning finishing assignments, writing news articles, karoke nights, first-time love (and sex:).
I can say without a doubt that college has been one of the best experiences of my life. I know that I will look back on this time in my life with nothing but fondness and happiness, which I couldn't say about my high school experience. I never thought that I would love college, but then again I never thought that a lot of things would happen. I never thought I would have the courage to come out to my friends and most of my family, to quit smoking, to be in a relationship, to embrace myself as I am. I entered college as a lonely, closeted, depressed individual afraid to be himself, and am coming out (pun intended) as an someone who is happier, calmer, healthier and more comfortable in my own skin. As cheesy as it sounds, I feel like I'm finally discovering and finding myself.
I know the job market is on life support right now (especially for journalists) so I'm aware this will not be an easy task. But I'm hopeful, ambitious( I'm not planning on being career cashier) and believe that eventually I'll get my foot in the door. Simply put, the 18-year old Kevin was all about surviving moment to moment, avoiding emotion at all costs. The 23-year old Kevin knows that to feel emotion, whether good or bad, is be alive and has the desire to not just survive, but thrive.
Now if I could just find a damn job!
The diplomas have been passed out, the caps and gowns have been taken off, and I'm officially a college graduate with a bachelor of arts degree. It's surreal to be typing this fact. As I woke up this morning, I started reminiscing over the past four years, thinking back to crazy nights out at the club with my friends, meeting all types of new and interesting folks, tough classes, staying up until the wee hours of the morning finishing assignments, writing news articles, karoke nights, first-time love (and sex:).
I can say without a doubt that college has been one of the best experiences of my life. I know that I will look back on this time in my life with nothing but fondness and happiness, which I couldn't say about my high school experience. I never thought that I would love college, but then again I never thought that a lot of things would happen. I never thought I would have the courage to come out to my friends and most of my family, to quit smoking, to be in a relationship, to embrace myself as I am. I entered college as a lonely, closeted, depressed individual afraid to be himself, and am coming out (pun intended) as an someone who is happier, calmer, healthier and more comfortable in my own skin. As cheesy as it sounds, I feel like I'm finally discovering and finding myself.
I know the job market is on life support right now (especially for journalists) so I'm aware this will not be an easy task. But I'm hopeful, ambitious( I'm not planning on being career cashier) and believe that eventually I'll get my foot in the door. Simply put, the 18-year old Kevin was all about surviving moment to moment, avoiding emotion at all costs. The 23-year old Kevin knows that to feel emotion, whether good or bad, is be alive and has the desire to not just survive, but thrive.
Now if I could just find a damn job!
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My graduation ceremony is next week and I am so jazzed!
ITA with you about college. It was the BEST transition period.
Chile, I'll pray for you on the job...And if I'm prayin you KNOW the economy is BAD. heh.