The Denouement of College Life
There is a light breeze blowing outside my door. The sun is shining and somewhere the sounds of a marching band, a fraternity parade and the clock tower are fading into the distance. As I sit inside, studying the good weather away, I have suddenly realized that this chapter is ending. This is the last weekend before the end of classes, forever. For months I have seen this moment as the light at the end of the tunnel. But there was comfort in this tunnel, at least I had a direction to walk towards and I knew that tomorrow I would be walking through it again.
All I have known for years has been the student life, the carefree nomadic existence. My possessions fit, albeit awkwardly, in a compact car and travel from residence to residence. I have no (good) furniture of my own.
All I have lived for years has been the student schedule. Although my schedule is dictated to me, I find every way to cater it to my liking - and I have become good at micromanaging my time. I know when to expect stress and have developed my favourite procrastinations.
My administration has been consolidated through the university. They remind me about insurance, rent, parking, taxes - every deadline, every event and every form. They figure it all out and bring it to me. If I still forget, someone in my class will remind me and I'll get it done.
I take for granted the social situations I am thrown into. It is no surprise that you make connections through your school. Just take a look at Facebook*. There are always mixers, sports, info sessions and parties - where you meet people of your age group. I also take for granted the calibre of people I meet, people who are also hardworkers, or damn good approximaters and have a certain bohemian class or cynical charm. They are people you can feel you can trust, because they have a certain connection to you through their social network through which you are a part.
So as the marching bands fade and the clock tower strikes another hour - I am painfully aware, that the hell that I wished would end, will end - but it was a way to live that I was good at. Beyond it there is an unknown with no boundaries, no strings and no more training wheels. The light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter. But to quote Metallica, i just hope its not a freight train heading my way.
*All you losers who are not signed up, should, and then add me.
Grrr! of the Day: I love how one month before I start work at Microsoft, with a nice stack of stock options, that one of the most stable stocks for the past 10 years, suddenly spirals out of control and falls 11% in one day.
All I have known for years has been the student life, the carefree nomadic existence. My possessions fit, albeit awkwardly, in a compact car and travel from residence to residence. I have no (good) furniture of my own.
All I have lived for years has been the student schedule. Although my schedule is dictated to me, I find every way to cater it to my liking - and I have become good at micromanaging my time. I know when to expect stress and have developed my favourite procrastinations.
My administration has been consolidated through the university. They remind me about insurance, rent, parking, taxes - every deadline, every event and every form. They figure it all out and bring it to me. If I still forget, someone in my class will remind me and I'll get it done.
I take for granted the social situations I am thrown into. It is no surprise that you make connections through your school. Just take a look at Facebook*. There are always mixers, sports, info sessions and parties - where you meet people of your age group. I also take for granted the calibre of people I meet, people who are also hardworkers, or damn good approximaters and have a certain bohemian class or cynical charm. They are people you can feel you can trust, because they have a certain connection to you through their social network through which you are a part.
So as the marching bands fade and the clock tower strikes another hour - I am painfully aware, that the hell that I wished would end, will end - but it was a way to live that I was good at. Beyond it there is an unknown with no boundaries, no strings and no more training wheels. The light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter. But to quote Metallica, i just hope its not a freight train heading my way.
*All you losers who are not signed up, should, and then add me.
Grrr! of the Day: I love how one month before I start work at Microsoft, with a nice stack of stock options, that one of the most stable stocks for the past 10 years, suddenly spirals out of control and falls 11% in one day.
posted by Megalomaniac at 9:37 AM
3 Comments:
The realization that your dreams, assuming you can remember what the hell they were, cannot all come true is perhaps the most horrifying introspective thought your mind will ever fashion.
Yes, university life does spoil you, but the real world isn't so bad...you'll probably meet some great people at Microsoft, and the point of stocks is to buy low, sell high, right? So now the price just needs to go back up... :)
refreshing page...must read next post....
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