Long gone are the student days

On the way home today, I was standing by these 2 people – from the way they spoke, the Macbook Pro and textbook in her hands, I gathered that they’re uni undergrads, specifically SMU undergrads.

I got transported back to just a little over a year ago, when I was just like them – full of ideals and self-assuming theories about the world. A little over a year later, I realized how naive I had sounded.

Little had I known the challenges that laid ahead. Makes me wonder why graduation is a celebration when the working world is so much harder. The project mates that I hated? I hadn’t realized that I only saw them maybe 3 times a week. Try working with colleagues you hate for 10 hours a day, 5 days a week.

Project work that never seemed to end? Never-ending takes on a very real meaning when we step into the working world. At least project work has to end someway or another.

When I was a student, wishing that one day, I could earn my own money so I can spend it how ever I want? Nobody had told me that somehow, once we start working, that plate of wagyu steak, the classic Longchamp bag and the Zara dress all seemed more expensive than when I was a student.

Free time? That is the biggest luxury we don’t appreciate when we’re students.

Al these are said by a person who is immensely tired. Somehow, my emo words flow very well.

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