As I come to the close of this chapter in life, a lot of things have been in my mind. All the immature, stupid things I’ve done in life. All the things I could have done. All the things I didn’t do. Sure I have regrets and sure I wish I could go back in

When someone asks me what I’m going to do after graduation, millions of questions pop up in my head. Are you asking me because you’re genuinely curious/concerned? Are you just trying to break the awkward wall of silence? Are you trying to judge whether I am responsible or not? Are you implying that I won’t

Within two weeks I graduate. Within two weeks I don’t have to worry about midterms, essays, and finals. Within two weeks I am an “adult.” But I will also be unemployed.