College has been a nice experience, and it seems that I have, unfortunately, had the opportunity to experience it longer than the most college students. This being my 5th year at Radford, I feel that I have been year long enough to say that freshmen wear too little, many sorority girls live up to their stereotypes, most college boys live for boobs and beer, and Dalton food sucks worse now than it did in 2001.
I would not have a problem if December graduation decided to come a little quicker. I’m excited about leaving RU and finally having a real life–the life that all of your college professors talk about when they mention the “real world,” making steady income, being able to afford things that you want/need, not being 300 miles from someone you can hug and knowing that they really care. Let’s goooo!
One of the strange things, though, is realizing that whatever you said, “I’ll think about those things after I graduate,” to… you have to start thinking about now. One of those things that I’ve been dreading for the past 5 years has been my loans. I will graduate, have no job, no money saved up (not really anyway), and will be in debt up to my eyes. Yippieee! And whatever to that 6 month grace period for Stafford Loans. You’re basically forced to consolidate as soon as you graduate, which automatically gets rid of that grace period. And then you owe them your soul.
Well, I’m ready to start paying off my loans instead of racking them up.
I’m ready to have a job where I won’t have to literally be observed and analyzed every week, knowing that the results will determine my fate when I apply for jobs.
I’m ready to have money to finally buy me a car that won’t stall every 10 feet.
I’m ready to not have to relocate every 4 months between RU and Chesapeake.
I’m ready to have my boyfriend be in my vicinity for longer than 3 days (or 1mo or 3 mo depending on the time of year).
I’m readyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…