About 3 months ago I graduated from college. After studying five different majors and attending three different schools, I decided that I didn’t want to waste any more time or money on being unsure. I settled with an associates degree in Fine Arts. I know that my degree is just as valid as any other but it feels like a joke. It feels like I attended school and busted my butt for four years and have nothing to show for it. Maybe one day I will go back, when I have experienced more life and found something that I am passionate about.

My younger sister just graduated from high school and has been facing the impossible decision of choosing what to study. I wish I had better advice for her but all I could recommend is to take time off. I think that it is crazy to assume that you know what you want to do at age eighteen when you have barely experienced anything the world has to offer.

“How’s the graduated life?” Is the question I get the most. My only response is that it’s not much different. I still have no plan or career path. I am just as lost now as I was, just no assignment deadlines to meet. The possibility of having no set path is equally as freeing as it is terrifying and I am still trying to figure out how to cope with that fear. With my free time, I have been working and saving money, in hopes of moving out to Hawaii for the summer. A dream I will explain later.