2 Years after Graduation: Lots of Tears, Frustration & Hope

These persons have been found worthy in character & learning and have awarded the Degree of Bachelor of Science in their various departments.

The day was June 26, 2015 at Covenant University, Ota, Ogun State, Nigeria. I pinched myself over and over again. It was too good to be true.

Yelling, screaming, turning tassels, making loud noises, taking several pictures, my  friends and I were overjoyed.

The countless assignments, impromptu tests, group tasks, projects and all we had to deal with; we were glad that all of that was behind us and we could fully pursue our dreams.

The future seemed so bright! I could feel it.

With a good GPA and relevant internships, “Getting a job shouldn’t be so hard” I thought to myself

With some luck on my side, I got an internship less than a month after graduation at a public relations firm. I was excited. Public Relations was the only stream of communication I was yet to explore; with working experience in print, broadcast & advertising.

I was definitely on the right track and everything seemed promising. Though distance was a challenge (The firm was situated at Lagos Island and I lived on the mainland), I made up my mind to learn as much as I could as I was waiting for the mandatory National Youth Service Corps (NYSC)

About a month to my 21st birthday, the internship was over and I had to get ready for National Service. In retrospect, my service year, was an enthralling one, as I was simply fascinated by the people I met in camp, people with different locations, mind-sets, attitudes, socio-economic backgrounds. I asked several questions and got to understand why they act the way they do.

My place of primary assignment during my service year was another experience that I’ll prefer not to talk about but the office operated like a war zone making all members of staff act like soldiers, blindly following commands and people worked with fear. I was so frustrated, I ran back to the university, to see one of my favourite lecturers for counsel. It was … still looking for the right adjective.

After service, I started another phase of job hunting, made several applications, for some I got a call for a test, some never replied. From the few that called me for a test. Some I passed, some I did not (math was my kryptonite, I’m slightly above average and the competition was high).

As an undergraduate, I believed that I had a lot to offer and I had trained myself to be excellent at virtually everything I did. Thus, I imagined myself working for a multi-national company. I felt I was that good.

My imagination and the current reality were so far apart. Really far.

This were the moments I cried behind closed doors and used my pillow to wipe off my tears. Thankfully, I had a backup plan.

I did a lot of freelance writing, picked up interest in screenwriting and later filmmaking. While taking my blogging even more seriously, that was when I got a job from LinkedIn and also had the opportunity to work for some startups.

Today is June 26, 2017, it’s been two years, I have cried, I have almost lost hope, I was discouraged and confused. Despite it all, one thing is certain as long as I breathe, I will never give up and I continue to make my life count.

I don’t know what lies ahead, what’s waiting for me or what tomorrow will bring but whatever it is, I’m going to be a huge success story.

(You could also read my story, 1 year after graduation here)

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