I graduated
So, I graduated. No more studying, no more preparing for exams, no more stressing about grades—nothing. It’s been 2 weeks since I graduated, and I have this very unpleasant feeling in the morning that I don’t know what to do now. I don’t have to wake up on time, but I still try to get out of bed before 9 a.m. because of good habits and such. I don’t have to urgently find a job, but I want to. Earning some cash, cheddar, and dough is what I need. There are so many things I would like to buy, but at the same time, I need to save for some bigger projects and goals.
There is this massive list of things I would like to accomplish by the end of this year, but I’m starting to doubt if it is even realistic. Almost half of the year is gone, and the only thing I’ve accomplished is graduating from high school. I don’t feel sorry for myself because time spent dwelling on missed opportunities is more time wasted. I’m taking small steps every day, and that’s important, I suppose.