When I grow up I want to…..finish college?

With only two weeks left of college, I can’t help but think of how fast the past two years have gone. I remember the last days of school so clearly, thinking how we had life sorted thanks to the bubble that is secondary school. Looking back at the pictures from my last weeks of being a so called school girl, I can see the excitement we all had in our eyes (as well as the sadness, naturally); we couldn’t wait to go to college. Who wouldn’t want to wake up at eleven and not wear school uniform?

Some say college is the best time of your life, whilst others just see it as a mere step to university. I started by thinking that it was a new thrilling way of independent learning but the lessons dragged on and exams came and passed and the buzz soon faded. I started to miss my old school days, the simple times of having nothing to do on a Friday evening but still managing to have an ‘amazing night’. College certainly didn’t offer the same strong friendship group I had had at school as we all went our separate ways; most of us had been friends for many years and got to share the transition from child to teen, experiencing all the good and not so good bits together. If I had to say what the biggest difference in a secondary school child’s character was in comparison with a college student, I’d say their ignorance. Although this may seem that I am saying that when you are young you do not care, even Wikipedia notes that ignorance is not the same as being unintelligent, what I am in fact saying is that they embrace their innocence; develop their character by what seems ignoring ‘big world wide world’ problems.

I think one of the reasons I dislike college so much is that it opens ones eyes to this so called big world but doesn’t allow you to do anything about it. You can learn responsibility but still come home to your mum asking you why she got a text from college about your attendance, you can even be independent by getting a job but should really follow the advised ‘no more than twelve hours a week’ work limit.

for me, college wasn’t the best time of my life but it wasn’t the worse; when I leave I will feel mere indifference to it. I am excited now to attempt to use what I have learnt when I enter ‘real life’ and travel round the world. I am now not someone that has the blessing of ignorance; college has made me remove the rose tinted glasses. I left school with aspirations of being a fashion editor, a barrister, a model, well simply something amazing and now I'm leaving college just wanting to be, well a college graduate.