Playing Chess: Graduation

I attend my Graduation ceremony this week.

However I would already describe myself as a Graduate, having seen to a close my University life.

Upon Graduation there are endings, beginnings, meets and goodbyes.

You end a way of life, the time that is truly all to yourself and the only time you can lie in bed all day without guilt and with funding from the government.

You begin a new kind of life, and for me this a more driven one. I feel like I have woken up from a complacent daydream. I am very much looking forward to my first official pay-check.

You meet the real world. Up until now I have had a taste of it, but not the whole mouthful.

You are forced to say a temporary goodbye to the ones you have come to love over the years. Those people that have surrounded you during the moments in which you truly grow as a person, and that are there as a buffer when we stumble every so often.

I am a mixture of emotion.

I am excited.

I am scared.

I am hopeful, yet sad.

Graduation is said to be amazing. No one really gives you any warning that there may be this anti-climax. Three years of deadlines, stress, exams, all-nighters…these suddenly end. I am glad to be free, however I don’t like the cost at which this comes.