Today I handed in my last ever assignment for university.
It's official. I've finished.
Between last Friday and this Friday I had around 16,000 words worth of assignments to submit. A pretty intense "final push" if you ask me. There's a couple of assignments in there I'm not so sure about, but I've got high hopes for the rest.
So after I handed my last essay in today I felt a bit like this...
In general I consider myself to be a little more organised (some might call it obsessive compulsive) than the average person. Throughout life I've always known what the next step was going to be, there's always been another stage ahead of where I am in "the plan". After school I knew I was going to college, after college I knew I was going to university, but now the only thing afterwards is uncertainty and it scares THE HELL OUT OF ME!
It's not like I have absolutely no idea what's going to happen next,
it's just that there are a lot of "ifs" involved.
I'm now starting the epic task of applying for jobs and internships and what-not... wish me luck.
Picture for thought
The Great Gatsby comes out next week.
Although I have no idea about The Great Gatsby, my friend Rosita is a massive Gatsby fan and is unbelievably excited.
I saw the trailer for the first time today and even as someone new, it looks like it's going to be awesome.