Quote of the day: “The most reliable way to predict the future is to create it.”
About a year ago, June 17, 2019, I graduated college. I remember that day like it was yesterday. Sitting in a sea of green, doing anything to try and stay cool, and feeling stressed about walking across the stage, praying that I don’t fall in front of the most important people in my life and hundreds of random people. Seriously, those were the only thoughts running through my head. No thoughts about what I’ve accomplished or what I’ll do next… just staying cool and not embarrassing myself.
Shortly after graduation day, I was faced with the reality of figuring out what was next for me. I genuinely had no clue what to do. Do I try and get a job? Do I apply to graduate school? If I do that, then what do I want to go to school for? Am I still really passionate about nutrition? If so, I don’t have all the prerequisites. So many different options… but not a clue which one was “right” for me.
Flash forward to one year later… the craziest, strangest year yet. What has this year looked like for me? Well, it definitely isn’t what I was expecting, but who really predicted a global pandemic? No one.
So, in the Fall, I decided to go back to University of Oregon and take Biochemistry. I decided this for multiple reasons. One: I wanted a chance to avoid a long-distance relationship and two: this was the one prerequisite standing in my way if I decided to pursue nutrition. Never ever would I have guessed I would go back to Eugene for a “fifth” year, but I don’t regret it. The experience was completely different. I had spent four years in Eugene and it felt very familiar and comfortable; however, this fifth year/quarter felt so foreign. I barely recognized people and I was only taking one class… a freaking hard one might I add. Those three months were a nice “stall” for me to figure out what was next… even though I really didn’t figure anything out and felt even more stressed once the quarter was over.
Around mid-January, I was contacted by a recruiter on LinkedIn. The recruiter was looking to fill a position working at an accounting firm. I was so confused how they came across me and how they even considered me as a candidate due to the fact that I am a Human Physiology major and know nothing about accounting. I decided to just go for it and see what would happen.
I ended up working at the accounting firm for a month and a half before shelter-in-place was implemented. Surprisingly, I really enjoyed it. I got to a point where I knew exactly what I was doing and that felt great. I also really enjoyed my co-workers… all recent graduates as well. The hours were long (usually 45+ hrs/week), but doable. I thought it was great experience and lead me to consider getting my MBA.
Come end of March, my whole world flipped… not to be dramatic. I lost my job because of COVID and didn’t know when or if I would ever be going back. This uncertainty drives me crazy. I hate hate hate not knowing what the future looks like… but this is clearly something I need to get used to because I have no clue what I’m doing with my life. The only thing I was certain of was that I would be spending a lot of time with my family… not a negative. On top of losing my job, I got dumped. Simply not a very good time for me, but not a very good time for anyone either.
Another three months passed and it’s already June. I am glad to say that I am officially returning back to work. Well, I’m not going into the office, I’m just working from home, but I am definitely happy I’ll have something to do. I still am very curious as to why my company is having me start working remotely now when they could’ve had me work remotely from the beginning…hmm. Any who, that’s one positive piece of news. I also am experiencing my first heartbreak ever. Who knew that it hurt so badly? I guess it’s in the word, but still. The worst part about this is losing my best friend and not being able to send him funny things or stories. I already have stories I want to tell him from my 10 hour drive. Really really hard and sad, but I’ll get through it I hope.
Well, that pretty much sums up my year post graduation. Not really traditional, but at this point, I don’t think anyone’s year has been traditional. And if you’re wondering, one year later, I still am not sure what I want to do, but I’m coming to terms with it and that’s okay. I would LOVE to hear about your plans for the future.