Graduation is coming in the spring, and it can’t come fast enough to this sorry son of a bitch.
This is probably the worst case of senioritis I’ve ever experienced. Graduating from high school was exciting because I hated that place. When I graduated from Grand Rapids Community College (GRCC), it was frustrating because I wasn’t ready to be done with university yet, but I wasn’t sure what major I should pursue to finish a bachelor’s degree.
When I was in Cuba nearly two years ago, I thought long and hard about why a journalism and technical communication degree is the best fit for me. Some of it was because I was inspired by the raw potential and opportunity I saw in Cuba, and this in turn helped me see the raw potential and opportunity in a JTC degree.
This semester will likely go by just as quickly as the last. Then, I’ll be a sorry son of a bitch with a college degree and student debt.
I’ll have a job, though. It’s not guaranteed where, yet. I do, however, know how to find what I’m looking for, and it’s finding work in a technical services role as an instructor in manufacturing, health care or media production.
My absolute dream job would be to find work with Bad Robot, the media company that has produced some of the best television and cinema to date. That’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it.
In my opinion, they’re the best, and it boils down to the fact that J.J. Abrams is my hero.
So, if you’re curious about Abrams’ work, I leave that in your capable hands to Google what he’s directed and produced.
The fall 2016 semester was a nightmare. I laughed a lot. I cried a lot. But I found a way to move forward in my own misery.
I made plenty of mistakes this past semester. I also learned what I can do to fix my own broken ways of thinking, too.
As winter break ends and the spring semester begins, it’s going to be one hell of a ride until graduation.
My senioritis will only intensify. I always find it strange how people pull back when victory is in sight. But having knowledge of this will help me to push on until the end.
I’ve always said I can’t wait to leave Ferris to get on with my life, but now reality is coming closer.