I'm finished my degree. It was anti-climactic, with Chad and I finishing our co-authored thesis; exhausted and fed up with it (yet still good friends, so thats exciting), with struggling to get my credits transferred from french camp, and with getting my wisdom teeth out and surgery on my sinuses.
Really awesome hurrah to the end of a 4 year degree finished in 3.
I'm sure it feels nice to be done- But I can't really see it. To go from being busy every second of every day- to absolutely nothing; no job, no money, no school- it's quite something. Sure I've been networking like mad- in meetings with all the profs and people in the field that I can get in touch with, scribbling notes for places to apply with, people to contact, websites to look at, etc etc etc. I've been in a few interviews, have applied with every NGO I can think of, have started working part time at a kids club after school care to cover my ass as far as bills go...I do have several more meetings lined up and application deadlines for the end of the month..
BUT STILL.
I feel purposeless. Maybe it's my selfish need for extreme affirmation that I need to work in development, or maybe I do have a humanitarian heart. I'm not sure but I do know I won't be able to do much else. (Happily, anyways).
My poor boyfriend and friends who have to put up with me during transition time. I apologize.
For now, I shall play K'naan lyrics over in my head and show 3 year old Phoenix videos of Africa and we'll talk about elephants together.
