Hello my name is Brittany Shew, and I do not have senioritis. While many of my fellow Plattsburgh State seniors are beginning to fall into the infamous disease that is senioritis, I am kicking it into overdrive.
In the four years of my undergraduate college career, I have racked up quite the list of classes, practicums, internships, two majors and extracurricular activities.
I have taken up to 21 credits in a semester during my junior year while juggling my practical experiences and my social life.
It’s definitely been a struggle at certain points. There have been times I’ve dodged into the nearest bathroom in order to get that ounce of privacy so I could burst into tears. In fact, it was just the other day I was choking back tears due to the stress overload.
While some of my friends have decided to take it easy during their last year at PSUC, I have not. Going downtown every other night, taking the minimum of 12 credits and sleeping in until noon everyday sounds amazing. Senioritis is a very real condition that many suffer from, but I can’t afford to take time off.
Call me crazy, but working hard is fun — isn’t it? To me, there is nothing more gratifying than having your resume bursting at the seams with experiences you’re proud of. Don’t get me wrong — although I have completed a fair amount of academic conquests, I am scared to death of entering the real world.
Every time I download an internship or job application, my heart races a little bit. I am always wondering if I have enough experience, or if they would like me during an interview. I’ve been turned down for positions and told “Thank you for applying, but we decided to go with someone else.”
There’s nothing better than rejection to make your skin a little thicker. My skin is nearly as thick as a gladiator’s armor, yet there is so much more to learn and people to tell me “Thanks, but no thanks.”
While some fall into the dreaded senioritis, I refuse to allow myself to give into that trap. Instead, I will continue to write articles until 3 a.m. and wake up at 6 a.m. to write my Communication Theory paper. I might hate every second of it, but at least I am furthering my education while I still have the chance.
Every little bit of experience, every paper I write, every source I speak to and every hour of sleep I lose to this maniac lifestyle I have gotten myself into will help me when I am thrown out into the cold, hard world that happens after graduation.
Although I love the idea of working hard and churning out assignments, I’m not a robot. Along with my academic life, I have a pretty cool social life as well.
I’ve had some of the same friends I met on my first day here, and we’ve continued to find time in our busy schedules to go out and make killer memories.
My favorite night of the week? Wing night at Monopole. I’ve found that the phrase “Work hard, play hard” is completely true.
Dedicating time to finishing my work during the day allows for me to let off steam with my fellow PSUC friends.
I don’t have the luxury of taking it easy. I have dreams and I have goals. I have set the bar for my post-grad life pretty high, and I would do anything to achieve that.
Email Brittany Shew at firstname.lastname@example.org.