It’s past 1 AM right now and I’m supposed to be waking up in about 5 hours to start my new job, which feels so damn good after almost a year of being a part of shitty internships and sketchy business start-ups. The fact that I’m actually going to be working within a structured business environment where I’m going to get paid on a regular basis is something I still can’t really fathom at this point. I knew that things were going to be hard after graduation, but I didn’t expect things to be this rough nor this depressing. I think a lot of people – including me – thought getting some sort of degree would open up worlds for us a lot more easily than people who didn’t have one. Obviously that’s not really the case anymore, and I don’t think my parents really understood that, which made things even more frustrating for me.
I’m also happy because now I don’t feel like a fucking loser anymore whenever people ask me what I’ve been up to. Trust me, it’s awesome telling people all you did at home was watch TV and sleep.
One thing I will miss is volunteering at the music academy, where I taught guitar and just hung out with the kids for almost a year. Being there was like a break from life and all the crap that I’ve had to endure since graduation. When I was there I didn’t have to deal with a psychotic ex-boss or worry about my job search, it was all about the kids and trying to make a difference. The place kept me sane, and in some respects kept me going. I will forever be grateful for the kids and the people there, and I hope they continue to do great things over there. It’s an amazing place and it’s making me sad thinking about not being there anymore. I wish I found out about that place earlier when I was still in school.
And with that, my year long vacation has come to an end. Time to make some cheese.