Two months ago, I started my last semester of college. As I woke up, drew in my eyebrows to fleeky perfection and applied bronzer to my face, I thought to myself, this is literally the beginning of the end.
If you think of yourself as risk-averse, try to look at risks in a different light. As one of my closest friends would say: you are making opportunities for yourself, and in the end, remember you will need those opportunities if you really want to succeed.
Friendsgivings seems to me like a uniquely 20-something experience, in which unmarried young adults with no children get together to eat, unsure if they're on the right track since they can't afford to fly home for the holiday.
I highly encourage you to feel out the streaming currents of life by allowing yourself to go with the flow. In the mist of searching for your entry-level job opportunity, try to focus on who and where you are right now in this moment.
Graduating college and entering the real world comes with some realities that'll be waiting there for you, with open arms to hug you hello, as you start your first job. I won't wish you luck -- because it's never luck that you need. It's determination, so I wish you lots of that.
During college, your hobbies are limited to drinking, eating, and maybe a small quotient of attending class. Not to say maintaining a good relationship with Netflix isn't a respectable way to spend your time... just maybe not all of it.
I wonder if Millennials wouldn't be better off -- less stressed about our own lives and more attractive to potential employers -- if our options were more limited, if we weren't groomed to thrive on variety.
Two weeks ago, I got a new haircut. Last week I joined a dating site. Today, I told my landlord that I would not be renewing my lease because I planned to spend the next year backpacking. Through where? I do not know. All I know is that I feel stuck.
A year ago, I was writing my senior thesis for my BA and could never have guessed I'd be teaching English in China in just one year. Several people have called me "brave" -- but I'm not brave, I just took a professor's advice seriously -- go teach in China, he said. So I did.
So. I graduated this past May to begin my life anew as a so called "grown-up" in the proverbial "real world." I never really cared for that phrase--the real world. As if to say the world in which I was living was somehow removed from reality. Oh wait. It actually was.
1. Most of the time, you don't know anything about anything. That was true when you were 15 and that will be true when you are 65. You do, however, know how to be a good person and you know how to follow your heart. Keep doing that and you'll be just fine.
The rosy, post-graduation optimism had faded, and I began to realize that the promise that I had carried with me my whole life: "You can be whoever you want to be; you can have anything and everything!" was not exactly true.
I'd tell her how much more difficult all of life is, how easy it is to get lost and think you want something you don't, how banker's checks and a brand new Prius might sound like fun, but were no guarantee of a good time.
There were so many other places I hadn't seen, or lived or experienced. I felt like, for the first time since high school, I was actually missing out on something. There is obviously only one solutions to this. I decided to move halfway across the country.