Meaningless Meanderings

Swan Dive Into Insanity

Classes have begun yet again, and all of the preparation and anxiety that I faced beforehand has proven worthless. The best laid plans for training, classes and general scheduling have falling apart, and chaos takes its place.

While many students seem to be living in a perfect pipe dream, where the only concern they seem to have is where the best party is, the truth of the matter is far different. There may be students who follow this path, but the majority are too busy getting caught up in the flow of their new method of living. Many class schedules change drastically; instead of waking up for a class at eleven, the student now has to be in a classroom by eight. Work schedules are also susceptible to the same rule, where waking at six to be on time just doesn't cut it. Other still have other responsibilities: portfolios, writing assignments, graduation preparations, sudden change in major or an abrupt shift of the paradigm of life.

Personally, this new beginning is bittersweet. It is still the same as always in some regards: the same job between classes, many familiar themes in class, and often even the same professor. A few aspects are new, such as classmates, responsibilities (this blog being one of them), and the vast ocean of paperwork I am trying to wade through. Even with everything that is familiar, there is a healthy dose of the unfamiliar, such as my need for certain pieces of experience, a new writing style, and new relations with those around me.

But, as the semester begins, I do have a sense of dread. This is my final semester as a student, and the “real world” is fast approaching. I yearn to see the end of my college days to have a breath of freedom that is not based around a chaotic collection of whatever courses are being offered that I will need to graduate in a timely fashion. While I may still have to work around the concept of deadlines and a work schedule, the trade-off seems fair in my opinion. I just need to make sure I'm ready.

Even with a new beginning and the chaos that ensues, there is still something hiding under the surface, making things far more complicated than what they seem.