Monday, March 17, 2008 Baumgart: A Fresh Graduate By Elisabeth Baumgart inkblots
TODAY'S column is not written by some sniveling college student whining about the pains of going to school. Instead, it is written by a fresh college graduate with a crisp diploma in hand and a shiny black toga in tow.
Hah! I just graduated!
Hah! I survived four years of brain damaging studying!
Take that, college life! I’ve finally graduated and I am finally free from your evil clutches!
And so, I shout "hurrah!" to no more late night studying! Late nights from now on shall be devoted to watching television and worshipping Conan O’Brien and Johnny Depp, both fathers of my future children.
Another "hurrah!" to no more thesis work! No more running after filmmakers and famed writers hidden in the faraway mountains of Cebu (and possibly seeing them in their "element" a.k.a. sate of undress).
Running from now on shall only mean losing weight and of course, running after the esteemed Mr. Depp or Mr. O’Brien–if ever they decide to set foot on Cebu (or when by extremely lucky chance, their plane crashes on the island).
Aanother "hurrah!" to no more school work! No more strange school requirements, no more mandatory attendance, no more editing for the school paper and no more excuse letters to write!
So you can just imagine how thrilled I am to be finally graduating. I have the sudden urge to burst with happiness–if humanly possible.
Ah yes, there is nothing better in the world than finally getting your diploma after four years of hard work.
After all shedding all that sweat, tears and blood, working until dawn, running after sources, slaving over the devoted thesis and other school projects, receiving the coveted diploma is well worth it.
You’ll never come across a single sheet of paper that is worth more than your life until you come across your well-deserved college diploma.
On the flipside, it’s rather sad to finally bid adieu to my college life. After all, the best moments in my life happened during college–from partying with friends to traveling across the globe and country and meeting new people.
On a depressing note, I will definitely miss my college friends. Though we may still see each other, things will certainly be different. From the usual whining about teachers and assignments, our future conversations will, without a doubt, be about finding jobs and whining about work.
So I finally bid goodbye to my college days and welcome the so called "real world" of jobs and unemployment.
And as I think about it–jobs and working, the proverbial "real world"–perhaps, working on your thesis isn’t so bad after all.
