It's April but you can already feel graduation creeping up on you. Any second, a tap on the shoulder and you'll spin around to face being an unemployed graduate, with bags of debt and rent to pay. That or the dreaded move home.
You see the people from back home on your newsfeed, as you sit cross legged on the library floor scrolling through social media at 3am and avoiding your dissertation. Those who didn't go to university, they've got children, their own place, they've got a job. They're settled and you?
Sure you have a degree, but you don't feel qualified for anything. You stare blankly at graduate scheme applications, trying to muster up a little enthusiasm for a company you didn't even know existed. In 500 words tell us why this is the place for you? Please, just hire me.
Anywhere you do end up you'll just be an imposter. You somehow made it through the interview process and are now just waiting for them to realise you don't belong there. Maybe if you make everyone a cup of tea they'll keep you on out of pity?
It seems that everywhere you look everyone else has a grand master plan and you just have no idea. But to tell the truth, no one really knows what's going to happen. Trump's about to pass his 100 days as US president milestone. The whole system has gone out of the window.
However the worst thing you can do is forget why you came to university in the first place. It seems that as the hat and gown move ever closer, desperation and panic kick in. Apply. Apply. Apply. Your brain screams. Everything. Anywhere. It forgets that your aiming to be a writer, or a musician or a researcher, to run your own business, to make films. It boxes you in and this only slows you down.
There is nothing wrong with not knowing what you want to do or exactly what you want. Just make sure you don't accept the first offer you get and end up somewhere you never had any intention of going.
Maybe you'll go on to do postgraduate study and that will be great. Or maybe you'll walk straight into an amazing job. Even better.
But as you enter these last months of university, treasure this place you've called home; the SU bar where you get served before the freshers because you know all the staff and that pub quiz caller who's been here forever and makes inside jokes about students long gone. Just enjoy and revel in this time if you can. Leaving university won't feel great at first but sticking around wouldn't be any better.