I am done with school and the result is an odd and complex emotion that I have yet to identify. As I look back, I am filled with a sense of nostalgia—forward: dread. It’s just too difficult to imagine a life without RPI, however I know I said the same thing 5 years ago about high school.
When I think about it, I realize that this is much different. When I do return home, currently jobless, I will be giving up an earned freedom for the necessities of life. Rather than moving forward, and continuing my education, like I did from college to high school, I am about to join the ranks of the unemployed & dependent—requiring my parents to take further care of me.
I am proud of my educational career, and my performance at RPI—I know I am a damn good engineer, but society just doesn’t want to give me the opportunity to prove myself. It is ironic that an individual as knowledgeable and dedicated as myself cannot find opportunity simply because of an economic rundown. You would think that new, intelligent, dedicated blood with creative ideas would be exactly what the doctor prescribed.
The emotional response that I am having near the end of school is similar to that of the soon unemployed. No matter how much you expect something, it still has the ability to surprise you, and really twist your heart into its likeness.
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