It's all over
May. 18th, 2006 10:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
davidnIt was yesterday evening that the truth finally hit me. University is over. This isn't just the end of exams leading into a summer break - summer breaks don't exist any more. I'm never going to be taking classes, going to lectures, doing practicals or exams again. I don't remember other leavers in previous years mentioning this huge change at all. How do you deal with it?
On the last day in the common room, I remember Gordon huddled up in the corner muttering to himself "---- me, it's the last ----ing day and I'm not ----ing ready to leave ----ing school yet!" Despite sounding like something out of a Quentin Tarantino film, it was pretty much what we were all thinking. But this isn't just a move to a different place, it's the end of formal education. Now it's a matter of getting a job (or going down to the unemployment office, one of the two) and trying to find something more permanent.
To dampen the feeling of freedom somewhat, yesterday evening my car suffered the indignity of being hit by an immobile vehicle. Whitney's boss and a couple of others were moving the ancient engineless cars around in their car park when I arrived, and in the two minutes I was in the building they had taken the handbrake off one of them, rolled it down the slope, missed the forklift and dunted it into the panel above the left front wheel.
The damage isn't serious at all, it's just a reasonably sized dent and everything else is still operational. I do appreciate the efforts of one of the welders, though, who heroically placed his hand in the way in an attempt to prevent the three tons of metal colliding with each other. I hope he gets out of hospital soon.
On the last day in the common room, I remember Gordon huddled up in the corner muttering to himself "---- me, it's the last ----ing day and I'm not ----ing ready to leave ----ing school yet!" Despite sounding like something out of a Quentin Tarantino film, it was pretty much what we were all thinking. But this isn't just a move to a different place, it's the end of formal education. Now it's a matter of getting a job (or going down to the unemployment office, one of the two) and trying to find something more permanent.
To dampen the feeling of freedom somewhat, yesterday evening my car suffered the indignity of being hit by an immobile vehicle. Whitney's boss and a couple of others were moving the ancient engineless cars around in their car park when I arrived, and in the two minutes I was in the building they had taken the handbrake off one of them, rolled it down the slope, missed the forklift and dunted it into the panel above the left front wheel.
The damage isn't serious at all, it's just a reasonably sized dent and everything else is still operational. I do appreciate the efforts of one of the welders, though, who heroically placed his hand in the way in an attempt to prevent the three tons of metal colliding with each other. I hope he gets out of hospital soon.
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Date: 2006-05-18 09:41 am (UTC)Denial. I am not sitting here at my desk with my fingers in my ears going lalala what do you mean I don't get a 3 1/2 month break this summer?
Eeek for the car & the welder.
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Date: 2006-05-18 09:54 am (UTC)Am using Open University as a sort of study methadone, to bring me down gently.
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Date: 2006-05-18 10:02 am (UTC)Pretty brave though - I have to hand it to the welder.
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Date: 2006-05-18 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-18 12:20 pm (UTC)I managed to expand my usual summer/winter holiday jobs (tour guide/ski shop) into a full year of work before I got a Real Career-type Job. That sort of eased the transition a bit.
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Date: 2006-05-18 12:28 pm (UTC)1) Getting paid - this really counterbalances it
2) Not doing exams and classes is a treat
Life will be rosy, as long as you don't go into IT support
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Date: 2006-05-18 06:26 pm (UTC)If you're ever stuck listening to your boss going on and on about something you're sure you wouldn't be that interested in if you'd bothered paying attention in the first place, you can pretend you're in a lecture and bask in the warm glow of nostalgia.
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Date: 2006-05-30 09:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-30 09:13 pm (UTC)