Welcome to my senior year

At this moment in my life, I am suspended at the intersection of two rays, one pointing towards excitement and possibility and the other pointing towards ambivalence and uncertainty. The two rays, as conflicting as they first appear, work together to keep me help up and keep me going. There can be no possibility without uncertainty and part of what makes me feel ambivalent is the sheer number of exciting paths to choose from in the first place.

Which one is right for me?

That is the million dollar question when you’re a senior. Up until now, every college student who has progressed this far in any school system has known, at least to some degree, what next step is supposed to be. For those of us privileged enough to complete school up to college, we knew after kindergarten the next step is first grade, after 5th grade there’s 6th grade, after 12th grade, freshman year of college.

But when you’re a senior in college, unless you go into more schooling right away, you most likely have no idea where you are going to end up, at least for a long while.

And thus the madness begins.

The frantic searches for employment. The polishing of resumes. The consultations with career centers. The perusal of job fairs.

And in order for me to not lose myself in the whole process, I’m going to keep this blog.

I want it to be a record of my journey through my last year of college, so that I can remember what it was like when life was so up in the air and so that I can reflect on my life periodically.

I dedicate this blog to all the other working class people of color out there attending schools you were never meant to be in.