One week ago I graduated from college. And one week and one second ago I left the protective bubble of my undergraduate education and stepped into the real world. No one ever tells you what awaits after you take the leap of faith that is graduation. And I saw leap of faith because it takes guts and no small amount of courage to step away from the parties, the hand holding from professors and parents, and all facets of the school environment which has sheltered us since kindergarten.
No one tells you what awaits or how to be an adult. Frankly, the mental image I still hold of myself is that of a seventeen year old, and I am not entirely sure if that will ever change. Which is perfectly okay with me, who wants to grow up and wear stuffy clothing and pay bills anyways. Yet, one can't always hide beneath this facade.
No one ever tells you what to expect. You tell people you're graduating and receive congratulatory responses but nothing more. Congratulations are great, but they aren't going to do a damn thing for me when I'm faced with my first real bill or need to schedule my own doctor's appointment. So, as I was sitting there thinking, approximately one week and one second ago, I decided that maybe something should be done about this. Maybe, I'd start recording my day to day life in this thing people call the real world. Heck, I'd probably be ten steps ahead of where I am now if I had some concrete example going into this situation. So, to anyone who may perchance stumble across these words and entries, I hope that I may serve as some sort of example and source of brevity during a daunting time of what I see as the real transition between childhood and real adulthood.
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