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April 25, 2014
Vol. 55 No. 22

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My friends who are graduating on May 11 seem to be significantly split into one of two camps. First, there are those who are excited to get out of college and get on with their future. These are people who've put in their time, and are more than ready for the college preparation to pay off.
Then, there is the other group. These are the people who put their hard work into this school, too, but who cannot yet fully process the fact that the clubs they created and friendships they forged will be changing irrevocably come graduation.
It's funny, really, because a lot of people probably assume those in one camp are scared or nervous or jobless, while those in the other are prepared and employed. What's most interesting to me, though, is the way in which these characteristics are mixed throughout both groups.
I have a friend with a well-paying job in a new city she can't wait to explore who is completely unsure about what will happen once she gets her diploma. I have another friend who doesn't yet have any post-grad plans, who wants to let things develop naturally rather than forcefully.
I guess what matters here, though, is that my majors probably don't scream "successful." People tend to hear "Creative Writing" and "Religion" and think "Starving Artist With An Expensive Degree." I always shrug when this happens.
See, right now, I am firmly in the second camp. I just came back from a semester abroad. I'm the SGA vice president for my senior year. I have three months in my home city to explore where I come from.
I have these moments built up and laid out over the next year, and I don't want to jump ahead of myself to graduation.
But come next year, I have a feeling I will be excited to graduate. I know that my majors taught me to communicate with everyone I come in contact with. I know that my involvement on campus helped me make friends that can make me laugh in the midst of any number of final projects.
Do I know what I'll be doing after I graduate from here? Not yet, no. And does that make me nervous? Of course.
But if I learned anything from this institution, it's this: there are innumerable things more important than a job. There are puddles to jump in and friendship bracelets to make. There are embarrassing Snapchat videos to record and 2 a.m. pizza to eat.
Yes, I do realize that I'll have to have a paycheck. But I also know that I've been taught to err on the side of passion. So I will stick with my slam poetry, even if it means a midnight open mic after a nine hour shift at some entry-level job.
To all of my friends who are graduating this year, I hope you can remember that. Amidst bills and travel expenses, with adjustments towards adulthood and away from Bot's, I hope you remember the importance of puddles. I promise it'll help make everything else at least a little bit more bearable.


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