I had a meeting about the rest of my life today.
Myself and some other seniors in the broadcast journalism program met with our advisor about how to get jobs. Then we went and got ice cream and drinks afterward, and talked about banking and money. How adult does that get?
The meeting wasn't as daunting as it sounds. Actually, it wasn't that bad. It may seem odd, but the meeting and concept of the real world didn't freak me out as much as it's portrayed too.
I don't know if it's because next spring, we communications majors start applying for jobs, and it seems so far away (in reality it'll be here next week). Or maybe it was the end of the last day of midterms and my brain was total mush. Or that I am confident that I've invested a lot of time the past three years into our student news program, that I've lived in the school of comm more than my own home.
Don't get me wrong, it is a major concern of mine, graduating and getting a job and all. I don't want to seem like this narcissistic jerk who is completely confident in her abilities. I still am a student (in every sense of the word) and will continue to be for the rest of my professional and personal life.
My roommate, a business major, went on her second round of interviews for a position last weekend. The company flew her up to New Jersey and she went to a fancy reception and a big girl interview.
It's crazy to me how she, and the majority of business majors will probably have a job before Christmas break before I even send out my first application.
Frankly, I don't know if I'd rather stress out the first few months of school and not have to worry about it for the rest of the year, or if I'd want to have the fall of my senior year free and spend the spring searching.
I just find it amusing how this "job search" stuff is a reality now. Isn't it funny how when you're a kid you always say, "when I grow up I want to be a ____" or "I want to live here"? Then, you get to college and it becomes, "when I graduate ..." And then, you get to senior year and you say one of two things: "in May, or in a few months, I will/want to ..." Or you revert back to, "when I grow up..." because you're in denial.
Check back in with me in March to hear which one I'll be saying.
