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Ah... University is coming to an end, you have completed all your exams and feel like a tonne of weight has been lifted off your shoulders. Graduation day is nearing, that great day you have worked towards all your life. The day you finish university after nearly two decades in education. You've got a new suit, your cap, your gown and the whole family is there to watch. Then reality sets in as you start to work, day in day out, morning after evening. And soon before long you find yourself becoming old, balding with a beer belly, grey hair and bags under you eyes
What was your experiences of life after graduation? Ah the bliss of university
CilmiDoone wrote:Ah... University is coming to an end, you have completed all your exams and feel like a tonne of weight has been lifted off your shoulders. Graduation day is nearing, that great day you have worked towards all your life. The day you finish university after nearly two decades in education. You've got a new suit, your cap, your gown and the whole family is there to watch. Then reality sets in as you start to work, day in day out, morning after evening. And soon before long you find yourself becoming old, balding with a beer belly, grey hair and bags under you eyes
What was your experiences of life after graduation? Ah the bliss of university
Play a sport or something to keep you from getting a beer belly
Life after graduation is great. No homework, projects... just work and then after work just chill out and enjoy the simple things.
But I'll be going back for my Masters this fall on a part time basis. I'm kind of anxious and thinking of how daunting the task will be. But a new challenge is always welcome.
FAH1223 wrote:Play a sport or something to keep you from getting a beer belly
You took it too literally. I was talking hypothetically, and taking the mick
FAH1223 wrote:Life after graduation is great. No homework, projects... just work and then after work just chill out and enjoy the simple things.
But I'll be going back for my Masters this fall on a part time basis. I'm kind of anxious and thinking of how daunting the task will be. But a new challenge is always welcome.
I wish these threads were encouraged more. They're my cup of tea...would be nice to hear more from grads like FAH and the others. What lilaahiya said hit me the most. Routine;The same.shxt.every.bloody.day.of.the.week. I think the enthusiasm dies out pretty quickly and soon you see yourself trying to get by doing the absolute minimum.
But then again i finished my exams not too long ago and boy was it a pain in the back. The restless feeling and worry. The daily input of hours upon hours, fighting severely but mostly vainly against procastination. The tears and the sweat. The complete loss of control over sleep and food. Even showering became time hazardous. The nerves of an exam and the self interrogation "did you revise your best? was it enough? are you first class material or just a 22 failure like the rest of them? why revise if its too much for you? why didnt you just drop out and get a xamaali job leaving peacefully?"
What got on my tits the most was how some modules were just a nightmare. You could see yourself staring at a few corollaries and axioms for hours on end and not make a single bit of sense from it. How something so small and insignificant would make you sweat like a pig because all your brain power was not enough to understand it. Latte after Latte and i'm back again, i try get sleep over it and then one more look. STILL. Nothing. What happens? I give up. I accept a 22 for that module. Next thing you know, God is Great, that shxtty topic is completely thrown out the window, it doesn't come in the Exam and you're there like
2 hour exam DONE. You come out feeling more free than a black man in the 60s. You pat yourself on the back and get revitalized for the next paper. The week draggsssss on like a slug. You are just there on standby, knowing you can't revise anymore. You walk around feeling like a physical encyclopedia, ready to shoot out definitions and text book answers at the click of a finger. BOOM, last exam done. You feel euphoric, that 48 hour window has you feeling on top of the world. You could lose a leg and still smile because what seemed like the weight of a mountain has just dropped off. The days go by, you're still in a virtual honeymoon, you walk around happily singing Bing Crosby's "We're busy doing nothing" like a flamboyant little rascal. EVENTUALLY it dawns on you....Results day. Suddenly the hour glass feels like it's been tipped the other way. What seemed a day is now a week. You can't make sense of what to do. It's the Exam saga all over again "gulp". "Did i really do my best? Was it enough? Am i destined for a first class or just a 22 failure like the rest of em? Why can't i sleep?"
1pm 21st June.
I scurry off to Salatul Jumcah. Salah finishes hastily though the weakness in Prayer is evermore the problem. That walk of death towards the Uni. Putting on a brave face. Sweaty hands with a mind of its own. But...you're finally there. The mixed chitter chatter of friends and classmates talking about their marks, the humorous attempt to guess your mark by judging your friends marks (suprisingly you tend to think low of them at that point)...but now it's your turn. It's handed to you like a death warrant. The drums roll....
81%.
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^ In my last semester I would pull legit 12-13hr shifts at school during exam week almost every freaken day And when I finished, I vowed to sleep a minimum of 12hrs a day just to recover. Surprisingly, I hardly made it past 9hrs and I felt like a bucket for not doing anything productive for a while. Now I miss that life