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You ever go to those high school reunion parties? It’s like a competition of who’s done the most impressive stuff since graduation. It’s all like, “I started my own company,” “I traveled the world,” and “I cured a rare disease.” Meanwhile, I’m over here like, “I learned how to make a decent grilled cheese sandwich without setting off the fire alarm.” That’s an achievement, right?
And then there’s that one person who peaked in high school, still talking about that one touchdown they made or that prom queen title. Dude, it’s been a decade, let it go!
High school graduates, man. We're all just trying to figure it out, one awkward step at a time.
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So, after you graduate, it’s like suddenly you’re thrown into this existential crisis. They’re like, “Congrats! Welcome to the real world! Now, figure out what you want to do for the next 40 years of your life in the next 40 minutes.” And let’s not even get started on the advice you get. “Follow your passion!” they say. Well, my passion is binge-watching Netflix and taking afternoon naps. Last time I checked, they weren’t hiring for that!
And don’t get me started on the pressure of choosing a career. It’s like trying to pick a movie on Netflix—you spend hours scrolling, can’t decide, and end up watching reruns of something you’ve already seen a hundred times.
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You know, high school graduations are like the grand finale of a really long, drawn-out TV series. It’s like you’ve been binge-watching “High School” for four years, and finally, you reach the last episode and they call it a graduation. But you've got to love how at these ceremonies, they make it seem like everyone’s already got their life together. They hand out diplomas like, “Congratulations! You now have a piece of paper that says you survived algebra and can write a five-paragraph essay. Good luck out there!”
And then there’s that awkward moment when they announce your name, and you have to cross the stage trying not to trip in front of everyone, feeling like you’re on some kind of awkward red carpet. And trust me, no matter how hard you try, you’ll end up doing that weird half-jog, half-walk thing that screams, “I don’t know what I’m doing!”
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So, after you graduate, suddenly, you’re expected to be an adult. Like, they hand you the diploma, and you’re supposed to magically know how to do taxes, buy a house, and cook something more complex than instant ramen. And the worst part? No one teaches you the real skills you need! Why wasn’t there a class in high school called “How to Deal with Your Crazy Landlord” or “Budgeting: Not Crying When You Check Your Bank Account”?
And let’s talk about credit scores. They make it sound like it’s this magical number that determines your entire future. Mine’s probably still recovering from that time I bought way too many snacks on impulse in freshman year.
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