Graduation

On Thursday 14th April I graduated from Western Sydney University with a Bachelor of Arts Degree, majoring in English. I also sub-majored in History and Political Thought and chose a wide range of ethics and philosophy subjects for my electives.

My course was full time for three years. And what a crazy whirlwind those three years were. I learned a lot, studied like crazy, worked overtime to meet due dates, discovered new and interesting topics to learn, met some fun and interesting teachers and students and became a part of what everyone at university calls “the student life”. Meaning I got to experience crazy packed and often late public transport, drinking litres of coffee, spending all my spare time marathoning movies and TV shows, cramming in my social life and working, reading mountains of books and many many essays and being sleep deprived every minute of it. All for the dream of aspiring writer and taking a chance on learning new things and using my creative and intellectual talent on a challenging and rewarding path of discovery.

Halfway through I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I was doubting myself. My personal life was becoming a mess. But I knew I couldn’t quit, because I had one year left and two, my mum would’ve been devastated, I would’ve failed myself. My ex at the time boyfriend told me the reason why he never took me out anymore or invited me to places with others was because the people he hung out with had ambitions and goals and knew where they were going in life and that I did not. Silly me let blind love manipulate me into thinking so too. I had lost my sense of self, was too Dependant on first love and too afraid to let anything go. I found out months after we broke up that this was just another one of his petty manipulating lies to cover up the fact that he was going out and cheating on me, wanting the best of both worlds. Lucky for me but unlucky for him I saw karma get him back big time, he self-destructed and knew of his mistake. One that he would have to live with forever.

Reflecting on this moment upon graduating I realized how proud I was of myself that I had made it despite my own fears and despite negativity. I am the one that graduated, where as he gave up his dream of music after dropping out of university after a month for drugs, sales and the life of a narcissistic party-goer. It is karma at its finest.

I made it. I gave everything and I made it through. All the tears, lack of sleep, frustration, stress and studying was worth it. I am ready for the next chapter of my life and I have learned that you are always higher and above negativity. Strive for your dream and give it everything you have got. Take that negativity and stick it to them, with your talent and creativity. Reward yourself with positivity and strength and know you can do anything you put your mind to no matter what!

I thank my friends and family who stayed and stuck it through with me. Supported me and gave me fun times to escape when I needed. Worked around my schedule and took relief of my stress and frustration and most importantly, expressed that they cared and believed in me that I could achieve my goals. If means so much to me.

Graduating, turning 21 soon, writing whenever I can, living in the moment, exploring new love and life, the next chapter of my life has only just begun.