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The reality of being in your final year
<p>Everyone said the final year would be a breeze, a time to kick back after grinding through earlier levels. They couldn’t have been more wrong.</p><p><br></p><p>The final year is a whirlwind of stress and struggles. No one warned me about the mental toll, the relentless pressure of the project, or the paradox of being so close to the finish line yet feeling so far away. No one mentioned the endless file submissions, the lecturers’ sudden grudges against one student spilling over to everyone else, or the maddening cycle of reprinting and resubmitting a project for a single minor correction. So many challenges were left unsaid.</p><p><br></p><p>It feels like those who came before us viewed their final year through rose-tinted glasses, glossing over the harsh realities. Why? Were they shielding us, or did they want us to face the chaos unprepared? Even now, two months from graduation, I’m still searching for answers.</p><p><br></p><p>I understand why we’d want a heads-up—a counseling session to brace us for what’s coming. But who would take on that role? Looking through the eyes of those before us, maybe they avoided sharing to spare themselves the pain of reliving those memories. Or perhaps they knew we’d dismiss their warnings, saying, “It’ll be different for me,” or “Things will change.”</p><p><br></p><p>I’m guilty of that mindset too. I would’ve shrugged off their advice, convinced my experience would be unique. But has anything really changed? And if it has, how much?</p><p><br></p><p>barely?</p><p><br></p><p>The truth is, the final year is a gauntlet, and we deserved to know what we were walking into.</p>
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