Summer before college has been a time I would kick back and relax, and forget about school for two months. Of course, when I hit college, adult responsibility hit me like a brick. From the moment I waved goodbye to my parents after move-in day, I turned around and got smacked in the face with this words like "responsibility," "job," "money," "internship," and so on – no need to elaborate. It was just a lot to take in at one point. On top of interacting with new people (a skill that is needed to be an adult), I had to think about the amount of money in loans and how much actually I am paying to bumble around in school.
So when first year finished, I peace'd out of school and made my way back home in order to find some sort of activity that would do something like...boost my resume? And then I had to learn how to write a good resume, since the one I wrote for a school was completely wrong? I eventually picked up two minimum-waged jobs that taught me a lot about working, especially if you are, essentially, at the lowest of the low. (Words of advice: you have to keep some professional face on even if you're being friendly with your co-workers. You are there for work and that's what you're really there for). And then when school rolled back around, there I was, off again into some other realm that reminded me of the impending responsibilities that are to come.
I've spent a lot of time thinking about what I want after college. It's hard to think about, since there are so many "what if's" that come about thinking. I most definitely learned that there is a correlation between the amount of "what if's" and amount of action one takes to fix his or her problem(s). Hint: it looks like a supply and demand graph. This school year, I picked up an internship. Even though it isn't paid, there are still valuable things you pick up, especially the feel of what it is like to work in a more formal, company setting. There was a period of time I was questioning if this was the right thing, in which I was delegating my time to internship, school, and social...but in the grand scheme of things, it all works out. Why is it worth it, for the dark circles under my eyes and bleary days where I didn't get enough sleep? Since in the end I knew that it would account for something in the future.
Of course, in some sense I have no idea what I'm talking about. Since I am still young and still finding a footing in my life for my future success, it's safe to say that I am still completely lost. Sure, I do have some things laid out for me right now, but I don't even know what I really want. But the most important part about it is that I have some sense of direction, leading me on to find what I want. Cliché, I know. But sometimes you have to put on a brave face and step out into the world, or outside your house and into the 90 degree weather, and literally find something.
I mean, isn't that what summer's all about?
