By Allison Follbaum

I applied for graduation the other day.   It seemed like this day would never come, and yet now I don’t know if I’m ready to see what life is like without school.  What does one do on the weekend when not studying for a psychology test, writing flash cards for pathology or filming a music video for Editing I?

The excitement of being told that you’re ready to step forth into the world and be a productive member of society couples with the sorrow at leaving friends and roommates.  That café down the street where you always hung out Monday through Friday for study breaks now serves no purpose.  The fast food runs made at 3 a.m. during the all-nighters before a huge midterm test.

All the memories of college lead to the end of the tunnel where the road suddenly forks into a hundred directions, and each friend will take a different path.  Some stay close to home and get a new job, some jet off to the other side of the country and some even get married and start families.  Balancing such great changes proves difficult for some, and I think I’d be one of those.

The most difficult feeling stems from the proverbial itch to “do great things.”  Why do you have to sit through that basic German class that you could have taken freshman year but postponed until now?  How do you continue to care about grades, when you’re raring to go rock that entry-level job in your field of choice?

I think the key to resisting the pull of “senioritis” the last few months of an undergrad is to stay organized.  Make lists of people who can write you reference letters.  Make a list of places you’d like to apply to work.  Find a job fair on campus, or nearby and try out a hand at interviewing. 

As much as I hate to admit it, my dad was right when he said “It’s who you know.”  Where I might like to be judged solely on my work ethic, using a contact could land you a great job.  Save business cards, emails and phone numbers, or ask people if you can connect with them on LinkedIn—the Facebook for the business world.

At my internship, I couldn’t wait to share the great news that I could, indeed, graduate May 2013.  Everyone congratulated me, but one wise woman said, “Don’t forget to enjoy it while you can.  I slaved over school my entire college career, and now I wish that I would have relaxed a little more.”

I’ve worked so hard to succeed in college and finish a four-year degree, why give up now?  Just because the strains of “Pomp and Circumstance” start to ring in my ears, I still want to appreciate this moment as long as it lasts. 



Take on the world, one graduation at a time