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Small reflections on how not to hyperventilate as graduation approaches

This article was published on March 26, 2015 and may be out of date. To maintain our historical record, The Cascade does not update or remove outdated articles.

By Katie Stobbart (The Cascade) – Email

Print Edition: March 25, 2015

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I finally filled out my graduation request form. For the past few weeks — months — I’ve oscillated between relief and terror. There’s a light at the end of this, but it might not be the sun.

Instead of feeling excited by all the amazing opportunities I may encounter or create when I leave with my crisp parchment, I question things like validity and authenticity and proper use of time — sullenly, because I know this wasn’t a waste of time.

Maybe a major in creative writing was not the most lucrative idea, in light of my accrued debt, underestimated interest, and looming expenses. Maybe I should not have dismissed the idea of personal branding (fancy marketing lingo for “reputation”).

This week, I’ve heard two people use the word “rapport” instead of “reputation” and I thought a lot about that accident of meaning.

Coping mechanisms

Occasionally instead of hacking away at the thicket of work on my desk, I say fuckit and go to Yellow Deli with friends.

Sometimes you really just need company and a good sandwich.

The last time I got overwhelmed I was instructed to lay my head down on my desk and focus on the feel of the cool, solid surface. Think about nothing.

Then make a list of what has to get done just tomorrow.

Then again the next day.

And the next.

I imagine this might come in handy after this is over.

The never-ending to-do list

My to-do list includes, but is definitely not limited to:

Get my passport photo taken, then apply for my passport.

File this year’s taxes and last year’s taxes and …

Apply for jobs. Google, Craigslist. Where am I supposed to look for jobs, again?

Spend four hours redesigning my resume until it looks the same as it did when I started.

Spend more time with my cats. Spend more time with my family.

Spend less on everything.

Clean my entire apartment, wishing I was allowed to paint even one wall without asking.

Don’t lose touch.

I probably shouldn’t hate marketing so much, since it means being picky about jobs and I’m not sure I’m in a position to be picky. Am I?

Someone says this world is going to chew you up and spit you out and it sticks with me.

The half-empty glass has something in it

The receptionist at the dentist office asks me what I’m doing in school. I tell her I’m almost finished a degree in creative writing.

Her daughter writes, she says, but doesn’t want to show it to anyone. I don’t know how to reply. You need a thick skin, I say lamely.

She tells me how much my root canal will “only” cost.

“Well, at least you’ll be able to write about it,” she concludes.

Another real conversation that happened:

What are you going to do after?

After graduation?

Yeah.

Probably live under a bridge and write poetry on the concrete.

I don’t think you’ll live under a bridge.

No?

It’ll be a chorus, for sure.

The closer graduation is, the less ready I feel. Is this how it feels to look out and be blinded by the future?

I’d like to think that light might be the sun.

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