Okay so hi, I don't think anyone's reading this blog and it's like dead already but anyways I wanted to let out my thoughts and feelings and well, why not just post it here to feel like I'm sharing it to someone.
So basically, corona happened. The world was a mess. There are many people suffering, but today I'm just sharing things from my perspective.
For me, corona happened, and my final semester had to be done online. I was an RA at the time (god it feels just like yesterday but it's actually been a year already? wtf I have to wrap my head around this oh wow) and so RA work had to be done online as well.
It was quite stressful at the time, because everyone was at home, I had my thesis to finish and a bit of RA work, and as we all know I absolutely suck at managing time. So yeah, I had a bit of trouble focusing on finishing my thesis, but as always, when push comes to shove, I finished it.
When I did, it felt like freedom. I was done! Like, whatever shit it was that I wrote, I did it and submit and it was done. All that's left was to wait for the results.
So I celebrated. Started this game that I've been dying to play and am still addicted to it. Spent my days doing absolutely nothing but watch movies and anime. Just you know, like a typical semester break stuff, holiday stuffs.
And then we're still in quarantine, on certain levels. News of people losing jobs, starting their own home business due to it, companies cutting down costs, all this terrible economy things.
So I thought, yeah it's a tough time, how do you expect me to do anything for now?
And then my results came out. Alhamdulillah, I passed. And so I finished my degree. Just like that. It definitely felt underwhelming. I mean, I wasn't that big on woah convocations! pictures! me wearing the robe! I'm officially graduating! like honestly it wasn't that big of a deal for me. But still, it just felt like a thing that passed. So yeah, I graduated. After a while, even the transcript is posted to my house, yay.
And then what?
Well... obviously and then job right? You've graduated, time to get a job.
Oh.
Huh.
A job?
I know I have to get a job. I want to get a job. But I don't know what to do. Yes, my degree means the natural course is to be a teacher, but do I want to be a teacher? Everybody would obviously say "then why the heck did you take the course if you don't want to be a teacher?" well Miranda maybe some people have absolutely no passion for things and just decide to do things they think they're capable of. I love English, I do, but I don't know if I'm cut out to be a teacher.
Yes, people would be like, "the hell man it's not like you get to be picky. people don't have jobs out here. some people just work even if they hate it because they need to make a living." And I get it. I don't have the rights to be so picky over what jobs I get to do.
But the thing is I've applied to be a teacher and so far there's no further update. I don't know whether they're still processing it or I didn't get it. (I mean, how does school even work these days? are schools even going to open in January next year? I don't know man)
And while waiting, you can't just shake your legs. You gotta find experience, work part-time. And I am doing it, I've been going through the job market but I just... I'm just lost.
Like, it's such a big world and I still feel like a student, a child. And I hate it. If I ever tell this to anyone they would probably tell me to grow up. Accept the fact that you're 23, you're supposed to be a functioning adult at this point.
Huh, speaking of functioning adult, being quarantined to the house has been taking a toll on me for a bit too. I mean, alhamdulillah there's always a roof on our heads and food is always around, but no one is working in this house. Only one of my brother has a job right now and everyone else is either still studying or unemployed. After I graduated, I belong in the unemployed category. And money doesn't grow on trees, nor does rice. I do feel the pressure, I do know I need to earn money.
While I'm unemployed I do try to be a contributing member of household, and also a functioning adult, but I really don't have the confidence to like, take over the cooking. I feel bad that my mom has been cooking all throughout but I just, can't find the courage to cook. I do help as much as I could but sometimes I just feel so useless, like I can't even cook for my mom.
And then there are my friends, my same-age people who have received their first job, are continuing their studies, are helping full time around the house. And then there's me, spending more than half of my day rotting in front of my laptop.
I feel so useless but at the same time I don't take the courage to change it, and I hate myself for it. Like even now, I'm sure I could do something better but here I am complaining about my first-world problems here.
I hate it. I hate that I feel the pressure but I don't do anything about it. I try, but I feel like I don't try enough. I hate myself. I'm scared. I think I'm scared. I don't know what to do. I'm just running now. Running from the things I'm scared of. Running away from responsibilities I should take up.
I don't know what to do.













