I’m three years out of college now. I find myself looking back at my life and the former college-lives of others around me and can’t help but feel like most of us were much more interesting people in college.
I look back at pictures from college:
- Black & white shots with my film SLR in Pittsburgh
- Strangers I met in Rome while studying abroad in Florence
- Me with my Swiss foreign exchange student waiting in line to get into a concert
- Fashion shots of aspiring models printed in my college fashion magazine
- My family and me covered in sulfur mud from a volcano in Colombia, South America
- Heck, it was impressive enough that I even took so many damn photographs (and some were pretty good).
I look back at my resume and notice a laundry list of activities, accomplishments, projects, research interests, and course completions. Tutoring. Mentoring. Ushering. Photographing. Editing. Traveling. Dissecting (pigs). Personal Assisting. Reading. Researching. Writing (like, a lot). Crushing. Loving. Organizing. Leading. Perfecting. Exploring. Freaking (out).
Yea, we do a lot of freaking out in college. We don’t know what life is going to look like post-college or how we’ll support ourselves (if you haven’t been already). So when I got a permanent full-time job I stopped freaking out. I got immediately comfortable with my (relatively) stress-free life. But I look at my life since starting this job 1 year and 7 months ago and life just doesn’t seem as interesting. Of course it’s mostly all my own fault. I mean, it’s my life and it’s up to me to make the most of it. But it seems to me that the general population with permanent full-time jobs were much more interesting in college. We get so content just collecting the paycheck every month that we spend our free time going to bars, restaurants, watching TV, and going on the occasional vacation. Is that interesting? Is there more to it?
I find myself wanting to talk to people about my past or my future instead of my present. But am I still that person from college that I think was so interesting? Was I really ever that interesting to begin with? Am I still interesting and I don’t know it? What is interesting anyways: popular, exciting, creative, foreign?
Note: After posing this question Sunday night, @ElleLaMode responded with some ideas of her own. You should check out her perspective over here.


