What Comes Next

On May 18th I finally finished my University degree, handing in the final copy of my magazine and accompanying documentation, to be free of full time education. Relief, exhaustion, fear, excitement, handing in that final bulk of work left me overwhelmed with emotion. For the first time in my life I had no plan, no idea of what was going to happen next. This in itself was and is equal parts terrifying and fantastic, until now I've spent all of my life in full time education, I'm not entirely sure what I am supposed to do now.

What I didn't account for, is the overwhelming pressure from oh, everyone I meet, to have my life figured out. Family, friends, strangers, everyone wants to know whether I've got a job yet, and what my plan is. Even the shop assistant when I bought my graduation wanted to know what my life plan was.

And the honest answer is I have no idea what I want to do. Three years studying fashion journalism has left me sure of nothing, but the fact that I do not want to be a fashion journalist. Oh the irony. 

And whilst thinking about the uncertainty of the future, not knowing what I'll be doing in three months time, scares the bejeesus out of me, I've made a decision. I'm going to be cool with it.

This next month or two is probably the last time I'll ever have where I don't have to go, do or be anywhere. What an amazing, freeing thing that is. I can stay in bed all day if I want, or I can just jump on a train and go anywhere. And it doesn't matter.

So instead of spending the next month until my graduation (and celebratory graduation vacation) worrying. I'm going to have fun. I'm going to relax and do whatever it is that takes my fancy. And if anyone else asks me if I've got a job yet, I'll probably punch them in the face. Or at least throw a drink.