Everyone wanted to graduate and move
on; but I wasn’t always enticed to jump in that “grown-up” bandwagon. I was the
Chloe in Pitch Perfect or a girl
stuck in a metaphorical quicksand with Flo Rida’s song playing in the
background getting low, low, low, low (2x). Quarter life crisis was—still
is—gnawing at my twenty something mind like a person doing a corn drill
challenge.
They say that students like to
become adults fast; unaware that being a student is actually way easier. I, on
the other hand, have always believed that being a student for most seems
simpler. To pass you have to study; you are given all the materials you’ll ever
need and then you’ll just have to do the task. But having experienced 9-to-5 work
for four months, the crisis really sunk in deep. You begin to realize that work
is like the beginning of Avicii’s “I Could Be The One” music video over and
over again for practically five days a week. Suddenly, the “work until you die”
saying terrifies you more than a jump scare from a horror movie.
Welcome to the club.
As a member, I think I’ve swam in a
dozen of articles that dealt with what to do after graduation, stories that
talked about unrealistic millennial expectations, and those that stated
solutions to your growing Peter Pan-like paranoia. I even remembered watching a
video of successful media moguls who weren’t as lucky when they were my age.
And while it aimed to probably boost our self-esteem, I recalled instead
someone saying in a speech that some people get lost and then find themselves
later in life while some might stay lost forever.
I reckon life is like that labyrinth
we literally had to go through during this one team building exercise I was in,
except this time, it feels like I have to navigate things on my own. Cliché
enough as it seems, there will be many twists, turns, and strange brown puddle
you wish was mud—which I dare say will have equivalent experiences IRL. The
only silver (maybe bronze) lining I could see in this is that no one gets out
of the labyrinth by staying still. As the animated surgeonfish once said, you
have to keep swimming, or walking, or doing something, or actually getting out
of bed to send applications and hope that your resume won’t be torn to shreds
like your spirit.
Or maybe stop reading into Eric
Matthews gifs and just get a helmet.
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