We relish Facebook stalking the guy from the bar last night, and love to veto people for ourselves, and our friends, based off Tinder bios. In some ways, it’s an easy defense, an excuse to not put yourself out there, a way to beat your date to the future rejection punch.
While I’m excited about being done, there are also several things I know I’m going to miss about being a college student.
As we transition out of college and into the real world, we reminisce with ghosts of Halloween past and desperately wish we could re-create that same type of Halloween spirit, post-college graduation.
Communications major? I’ve got you covered.
Expectation: Travel! Go out and see the world! Reality: Two words. Student loans.
The gymnastics coach that told me I’d get fat if I quit the sport.
If you doubt the life you think you should love let me make it very clear. THAT IS PERFECTLY OKAY.
We crank out a bachelor’s degree, to varying levels of success, only to wind up in our childhood bedrooms biting our nails to the bit. My tale isn’t groundbreaking or original, but meant to show what it truly feels like to return to a place—a lifestyle—you outgrew.
Above good grades and decent paychecks, aim for experiences. Don’t always play it safe. Be dynamic. Be weird. Make mistakes, get your heart broken, take that trip.
You feel like the sober one at the party…even though you’re more intoxicated than you’ve been in the last 4 months. When you hit the party scene as an alumni you’re surrounded by college kids who are used to doing this every weekend, and often weekdays.