I went in for a job interview yesterday and I’ve never been so disappointed in my whole life. I was casually looking through JobStreet to look for a job to keep me preoccupied until med school starts. I just kept submitting my resumes to different companies near home because I didn’t want to get stressed out with the commute, nevermind that the pay might not be up to par as to how much a fresh graduate should be paid — I just wanted to do something to keep me away from boredom. As a psychology graduate, we were taught in our industrial psychology class that of course, everything in our resume must be true and that includes our picture. Of course I had mine taken at a studio and I told them not to remove my birthmark (but just take out the pimple that decided to show up that day 😀 ), and that is the picture I pasted on ALL of my resumes and on all my legal papers.
I am no older than you are and I’m younger than some of you but as a person who her friends come to in times of trouble or frustration, I think I know enough to say the things I’m about to say.
As feminist as it may sound, you don’t need a man to be happy. You don’t need another person to validate your existence – your happiness and everything you are or will become depends on you and you alone. You have to learn how to stand up for yourself. You’re not a damsel that always needs saving. You have got to save yourself. Be strong enough to sustain your well-being. Be comfortable in being by yourself as this would allow you to know yourself better and in turn, you’ll be more in tune with who you really are. It’s a step towards independence and stability.
We lose people because someone better will come along to take their place. Not that they’ve been of no significance but because they no longer fit their role in our lives. We lose people because they can no longer love us the way we wanted to be loved, because they cannot love us any more than they already do, especially because the love they’re giving us isn’t the love we need.
This is it. This the year that you’ve been long looking forward to, your last year in college. For most, this is the last year that they’re ever going to spend in school. One last year of quizzes, assignments, projects, recitations, and exams. One last year, your final year — this is yours, make it yours.
There’s a lot of pressure being in your last year in college. Everyone expects you to reach the finish line on time, you’ve been working on that degree for years and they expect you deliver and deliver it on time. But sometimes you can’t, sometimes it will be too much and you will stumble, you will get left behind. And that’s okay as long as you know, in your heart that you will finish. Maybe not during the time you were expected to but you will get there and that’s what matters. You know better now.