Being
a perpetual student has its advantages.
For
the last six years, I've been working the poor college student thing. My apartment is decorated with my older cousins' leftovers,
after they began an adult life sponsored by the quintessential Bed Bath &
Beyond and Target registries. I get a discount rate at the movie theatre
and work part-time. I can excuse many shortcomings with a simple,
"Oh I'm still in school." And frankly put, I'm good at school.
I work well within the boundaries of this week's assignment or
omgthishugepaper, meeting another's expectations. Jury’s still out if
that’s good or bad.
But
that ends in May. And that scares the crap out of me. I had plans
of coasting through this year with a seamless transition into the professional
world because, up until now, everything had been really doable.
In
the second year of program I'm in, the classes transition from, "Can you
pass this test?" to "Do you have the real-life skills?" while
pushing us harder and harder to find weaknesses and fix them. It's no long about being good at school. This
process has broken me down more times than I can count, but it makes me want to
be better more than I could’ve ever imagined. And I guess that’s life, if you do it right. Coasting doesn’t get you any where
except the same place you’ve been.
If you have everything figured out, you’re either lying to yourself or
leading a really boring life. It’s
okay to flounder before you can [try for dear life to] hold your own.
By my next birthday, I’ll be settling into a new place (and
hopefully stay in the same place for more than a year…or buying stock in U-Haul)
after travelling Europe with a good friend and struggling to find a new job in
a new profession with a new community.
And all that is scary.
But scary is good. Asking
for help is good. Diving into the
unknown is good. Struggle is
good. It will be okay. It will be okay.
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