THE CIRCULAR

When the end brings the beginning

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An opinion piece about the end of college.

The end of the semester has arrived and with it nostalgia. After spending all this time staying up all night studying and then waking up early to study again, cursing the papers, cursing the teachers (only mentally, calm down), cursing ourselves for being lazy and procrastinating, cursing our friends for asking us out when we are full of assignments, cursing everyone because we don’t feel understood, and also overwhelmed. But the fact is that with the end of college comes the beginning of a professional life in this career that we are struggling so hard to get into and exercise.


And it won’t be easy either, we will also have deadlines, problems and obstacles, but it will be worth it.
After all, if we don’t think like that, why did we come here?


I remember at the end of college in 2018 I was crying at 2 am finishing my last assignment and thinking that I wasn’t going to make it.


It’s ridiculous to think about it now, because, after all, I had already completed 4 years of the course and was questioning my ability in the last assignment. Surely exhaustion played a part in this, and in the end, after crying, drinking coffee, and getting some sleep, I managed.


I feel like I’m in the same place, with just one more week of classes and a few last assignments, and still thinking I’m not going to make it, after all that’s been done.


I admit that this course had some more challenges, which were and still are very difficult. The first and the most difficult is the English. It’s not my first language and I don’t have the fluency I’d like, but I think that despite that I got good grades, and I try to remind myself of that whenever my mind tries to play a trick on my ability to do things in English… I think I’ve done well so far, but I know that the difficulties with English won’t end at the end of the course.


Anyway… Even though I was a shy classmate and without many bonds, I will miss this period and I’ll miss everyone.


I hope to find them all in the job market, our next challenge, and I hope that everyone has a good memory of this period because I do.

Good luck. If we get this far, we can get wherever we want.

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  1. The experience of being an immigrant student was one of the best of my life. I know that I’ll never regret it.

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