It has been 6 months since I was on that enormous tribune to carry that freaking degree on my back within the burden of probability. As I saw pictures of my folks smiling at the same tribune, I finally realized how heavy the prestige wrapped on that gold embossed blue map.
Graduation means farther than being pretty and handsome for a day. So much more than the proud smiles on the parents' faces. It’s a lot freaky and daunting as we must leave the irresponsibility behind and start putting the brick of resilience to build “the rest of our life”. The university only gave us the shield but it is us who fight the war. We are the warrior of our own life after all.
Like it or not, every step we take outside the university is counted: every decision we make, every word we say, every hilarious phrase we throw –or the not so funny one, everything is followed by consequences we must seize.