AAAHH!!! REAL LIFE

Do you remember this? I should hope so, fellow kids of the 90s. Well, I have my own personal Ickis, Oblina, and Krumm right now, and they’re called “the GRE,” “applying to grad school,” and “JOBS.” It’s weird, right? The fact that I’m 21, rapidly approaching my final year of college, and contemplating life after Michigan is something I really can’t get over.

“You must pay the penalty of growing-up, Paul. You must leave fairyland behind you.”
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island

Well, Ms. Montgomery, I don’t want to leave fairyland. And I’m doing so much too fast. I’m taking the GRE on Saturday – and honestly, who decided knowledge of words like “nugatory” and “foppish” was a necessary prerequisite of masters’ program admission? Once I clear that hurdle, it’s off to grad school and job applications – why both? With the realization that I want to work in media or advertising instead of sports, and with the job market the way it is, I figure I’ll apply to jobs as if I’m not getting into grad school, grad schools as if I’m not getting a job, and simply take the best opportunity at the end of the day.

Meanwhile, I want nothing more than to enjoy and revel in my last year at Michigan with my closest friends before we – and I don’t want to admit it – go our separate ways. Sure there’ll be football Saturdays post-grad when we’ll put on our alumni suits and clamor about how we must go to Zingerman’s or get a Chipati from Pizza House? No, Pizza Bob’s, much better. But it will be different. We’ll be real people. Whatever that means.

So no thank you, real-life-monsters; I know you’re coming, and I’m excited for the adventure that awaits; but I will not let you frighten off my senior year, not entirely, at least.

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