college

  It feels like just yesterday I was walking across campus, rushing to finish assignments, and dreaming about the day I’d finally graduate. And now, here I am, about to leave behind the place that’s been my home for the past few years, and step into something completely new: a real job. And honestly? I don’t really know how I feel about it. On one hand, I’m excited—like, really excited. I’m about to start a new chapter, one where I get to use everything I’ve been learning and actually get paid for it! No more cramming for exams, no more all-nighters before big papers (well, hopefully no more of that). I’m finally going to be independent, and that’s honestly thrilling. I’m ready to take on new challenges, learn from real-world experiences, and prove to myself (and maybe even to everyone who ever doubted me) that I can handle it. But then… there’s the other side. The side that feels a little anxious, a little scared, and maybe a little sad too. College wasn’t just about classes—it w...