Graduating from one of Mzansi's to Universities
"If you're not happy just quit, and keep hunting for your happiness."
Many a times we
are told to follow our dreams, to do what feels right to us, to do what we
love. But, how many people have told you the honest truth that the road to
passion is full of hurdles, frustration, poverty and aging. Your parents always
ask you when are they gonna see the fruits of their money.
I've spent
twelve years in school, plus four years as an undergraduate, mommy funding my
education. The day finally came, Black gown, going up on stage, the best day of
my life. I left the school ground (the haven) and spent another three years
"hustling" jumping from one space to another. The more I shifted, the
more I lost financially. Let's face it the hustling game is full of tears and
disappointments. It is full of hard labour; you have to spend in order to make
your name, to get the so-called experience- glorified in every workplace you. I
have jumped from internships where I was making enough to get to
"work" just in the name of experience. At some point I settled for
less (nothing), because sitting at home watching TV the whole day is quite
depressing, I went for an unpaid internship because I needed a job and having a
done a degree that they do not believe in at home was not helping.
