Graduated. Now I am in the middle vortex of still not there yet. The grades, the official paper; neither of these things are processed yet. I have finished my finals, and turned in papers and portfolios. Once grades are sent, and the certification (diploma) is sent, then my graduation is final. Until then, I am without name.
So now what? I have my diploma. WHoop whoOp, and again; Now what? Do I go into an office and become another worker in an office environment? The thought of that makes me sick to my stomach. I am glad that there are individuals who are willing to go do mundane tasks that complete a larger process that seems never ending?
I prefer a tangible, and significant outcome of my efforts. I like seeing a completed haircut and color that I have done, days or weeks later, and it still looks fierce. I like to feel belly-full satisfaction after receiving a good meal. I like to wear the bracelet or the scarf after making it.
Where ever I choose to work, or where I choose to be, that is where I put myself. I am not my graduation anyway. I am my process, and not solely my completion.
Now I have my grades and I ended up with an A+, two A's, and a B. 3.16 is my cummulative GPA, and it really does not matter. I haven't yet gotten a job yet,where my GPA was even requested, let alone my job resting solely on it. College drew the best work and the best grades for my whole education experience. I got B's and C's in High School, but I was also in sports and in band. I guess showing up everyday to avoid reprecussions from teachers was a good motivator. If I got a detention, I would then be berated by a coach for being late to practice, or possibly missing a bus to an away game. I was a fairly compliant teenager, and I avoided getting in trouble just by being where I needed to be, when I needed to be there.
Just like high school, I need to enjoy the process in one way or another.
"Life is a journey, not a destination"
-One of the guys whose hair I've cut while working at Buzz Stop told me this saying. It's funny, after he told me the quote, I did forget it. I was trying to remember it so I could write it down in my book, and he showed up exactly at that time to reitterate it for me. That was a beautiful occurance.
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