Something bad has happened, not in a bad “I killed someone” way, or even in a bad “I’m getting locked up for years” way or anything like that. This is bad in an “I got so angry I actually threw up” kind of way.
2 days ago I found out I had missed my graduation. My GRADUATION. That once in a lifetime celebration of passing a degree (trust me, I am NEVER doing a degree again so this was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.) I had no email, no letter, no invite from the university, no nothing. How did I find out that I had missed it? Social Media. Social Flippin’ Media. One of the girls who was on my course uploaded a pic of her at graduation and that is how I found out that I should have been there. I was sat in Starbucks at the time, not that it is relevant or anything. I was waiting to meet a friend to discuss a project I was working on, he was late, I was using the free wi-fi and browsing my social media sites and boom, just like that, my whole experience of uni came back to me in one foul swoop.
And now I’m sat here writing this, feeling really miserable and angry, left out, distressed, resentment, the list of emotions could go on and on but there is no one word to sum up exactly how I’m feeling. And I’m pissed off because I got so angry that I puked.
And I don’t know what to do anymore. Part of me thinks the whole uni experience was a waste of time, I might have passed the course but I’ve not been given the chance to “graduate”, nor have I even received my certificate. What really, was the point of it all?