I am currently in the same boat as around 1.5 million people: I’m seven months out of college and I have no real clue about what the hell I’m doing. It’s a really big boat, but it’s also really crowded. Someone’s currently stepping on my toe, and I’d really appreciate it if the person who ripped one just came out and admitted it. You’re in a safe place here.
But it’s all good guys! We’re all armed with pieces of paper that may have cost up to 200,000 dollars. Hell, mine is even in latin, which I think makes it extra effective. People will get so hung up trying to read it that they won’t even realize that I have no idea what I’m doing. But, the reality is we’re all a little bit at sea (nope, not shutting up about boats yet). The sense of structure that defined many of us is gone. We don’t have deadlines, or exams, or room draw, or any of the other things that made college feel like real life, but in the ‘contained-in-a-giant-bubble’ kind of way.
Okay, maybe it’s not so safe on my imaginary post-college boat.
In fact, so far the voyage has sort of resembled this:
So, what was brilliant idea to calm my nerves and try to feel like a productive member of society again?
Well. I guess I’ll start a blog.
Cue the laugh track.