College-The
End
The
only thing that has been boggling my mind lately is graduating
from college. The story of my college years will be published,
some day… I promise.
After
four years of struggling: to find apartments to live in,
to find jobs for money and to finish last minute projects
(always last minute for journalism students), I’m finally
graduating.
The
past few months, I have never felt more like myself, nevertheless,
it’s been stressful. It’s strange that I say,
"I’ve never felt more like myself," because
I can’t stop thinking about how much I feel the same
way, right now, as I did when I was graduating from high
school.
It’s
just that, when I was graduating from high school, the questions
that ran through my head back then, are a lot different
than the ones running through my head now. Questions like,
who my friends would be and how much I’d miss home?
In
high school, I was excited about ‘Growing Up’,
moving to the ‘Big City’ and meeting new people…
city people.
Now,
it’s-----"Oh My GOD! I actually have to ‘Grow
Up" for real. I have to get a career."
And
both don’t even come close to stressing me out as much
as,
"I
HAVE TO START PAYING BACK MY STUDENT LOANS!"
Four
years of school at five grand a semester. (You do the math)
How
am I going to do it? Honestly, I’ve been searching
for journalism jobs in Toronto for the past two months,
but it looks like, for summer employment, I’ll be bringing
my standard resume to the local bars and pubs in the area
to get a full-time job serving.
That’s
messed up…
I’ll
have a fancy piece of paper, with my name on it, stating
that I am a graduate of the Journalism Program at Humber
College by May and I’m positive I’ll have a better
chance working in a restaurant.
Does
this sound right? Does it not sound like an oxymoron, serving
journalism graduate?
I
spoke with my program coordinator and she told me that everything
I’m feeling right now is normal. Normal?
I
think putting as much time and money into this school should
guarantee a paying salary. Not, "Give us your money…
okay bye now… good luck finding a job."
God
knows, I won’t do as well paying off my OSAP with a
minimum wage job. Don’t get me wrong though… it’s
not like I’m giving up. I barely started the job search.
‘The
Plan’ is to find a job working out in the sun this
summer and write, write, write.
I
mean, "Hey! I do need a break."
~The
Journals of D…
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