All of my older friends in the post-grad life warned me about this. If you're in college during your undergraduate years reading this article, my message to you is to stay as long as you can until it is no longer acceptable. Take it easy on the gas pedal, because the world really isn't going anywhere. Today, I am going to tell you about what's been going on with me (if you even cared to read up to this point).

Alright, so you know how it goes. You graduate from college and you're excited. You secured a full-time job that you think will be a fun one, and now you are ready to tackle on the world, right? Well, that's what I kind of thought, too. To no one's surprise, I was wrong...way wrong. My job, although still fantastic in nature, has already had its excitement sucked of it, and it's only been a little under three months. It's not the job that is shitty (far from it actually), but the fact I am not good at my job is what's making it shitty.

This saying is pretty much what I am going through right now, "Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life thinking it's stupid." Oh, how the accuracy hurts. I am facing facts and I can say it proudly: I suck at my job. I feel more of a liability to my employer than an asset, and this is my cue that it's time to find a change. I told myself at the beginning of freshmen year at UCF that I wouldn't chase the money when I graduate, but that I will instead find something I love to do and let it make money for me. Unfortunately, I didn't listen to my younger self and now I am lost, just trying to rediscover what actually is something I want to do.

I don't think I'm the first person to fall out of love with their first real job, it probably happens to everyone. But for me, a process of rediscovery for a passion that can be turned into a career is like entering a maze blindfolded. Eventually, you're going to find your way out, but it could take you a while, and that's where I am at during the process of this article.

Yes, I am usually silly, dickish, and a borderline sarcastic asshole in these articles, but I like to throw these serious ones out there for you to read to understand that life is hard, and sometimes I need different outlets to get away from the so-called "hard knock life" (thanks, Odyssey).

As for me, what am I gonna do? I'm going to keep searching until I actually find out what my true passion is, because I am incredibly lost. Life is short – there is no time to waste – so the search continues. Until then, I have to ride out the hopefully short-lived emptiness of a life that I absolutely dread in order to live a life that I can absolutely say I do not want to end.