On May 22, 2019, Yankee Stadium will be cloaked in a sea of violet. This year will be New York University's 187th All-University Commencement Exercise, and amidst a mighty school of anxious seniors swimming upstream to the Bronx will be me—sweating profusely in a purple cap and gown.
My graduation will probably play out like any other. Tears will be shed. A commencement speaker will sanctify the podium, spreading his gospel. And thousands of seniors will clutch their diplomas proudly, tossing their caps up as their dreams follow suit, soaring up into the ether above where it might catch some ray of luck.
The idea of graduation can take on the tendency of a romantic, adventure-quest novel. We are all—conceivably—armed with useful knowledge, standing on the edge of a new world called Reality that brims with opportunity, adventure, and hopefully enough rent money. But wait, how do I apply for a savings account? Also, what's a checkbook again?
But for some, the shift from collegiate life to the real world can be jarring. Some of us are saddled with backbreaking debt, while others are just as directionless as they were during orientation week. In New York City, the impulse to be financially independent, an orthodox bare minimum of adulthood, is easily dampened by the endless accretion of urban-living expenses. Can I be happy and healthy in a cramped basement with four other roommates?
What kind of dreams do college seniors have for the future? Has disillusionment wholly consumed their confidence, or has their four year stint in academia landed them in "job land." As graduation season approaches this May, ONE37pm sat down with four New York University students to gauge their feelings on the matter.