You’ve probably spent the last three years wishing for time to pass, itching to get out of the tute rooms and into the real world. But now that the real world is actually knocking on your door it’s… kind of terrifying.

There’s nothing like the final semester of uni to get you shaking that proverbial magic eight ball senseless. What’s going to happen? Where are we going? Will we be rich? A simple Y/N answer would be great.

Don’t worry though – it’s fine to be feeling a little apprehensive about what will come next. Especially because pretty much everyone else will be thinking the same things too.

“I’m Going To Kill It This Sem.”

Depending on your level of inner nerd, you probably want to smash your impending units out of the park. This is your final ever semester, after all. Now’s the chance to reach the goals you’ve always wanted to. Like, say, actually getting an HD.

“But Also, Let’s Get This Over And Done With.”

OK, so while half of us are probably scrambling to get good grades, the other half are ruling this semester a big Nope. Those are the people picking up extra shifts at their casual job, throwing together their assignments by saying “Fuck it” and praying for a pass.

“Everyone Seems To Have One Of These Mysterious ‘Grad Jobs’.”

OK, where are these grad jobs coming from and how are people getting so many of them? Where do we apply? Is there like a website? Did everyone get an email we didn’t? Answers please.

While it feels really tempting to compare yourself with other people in a similar position, try your best to focus on your own stuff. They’re doing them, you’re doing you.

“Can someone just tell me what to do?”

If you didn’t do a skills based degree like teaching, nursing, law or similar, you’re probably in a position where you’re asking what on Earth you’re going to do. Yes, Arts students. We’re talking about you. Sorry.

It’s really hard to figure out what to make of your entire life once you leave uni. There are so many possibilities, but at the same time it feels like there’s none at all. Just keep trying different things out and see how you’ll go.

“9-5? Every Single Day? Forever?”

Say you do snag a job straight after graduation, that shit is intense. Uni life was filled with sleep-ins, all-nighters and the option to skip class when you felt like it. Now you have an actual job that requires actual attendance. Every day. Until you die. Heavy, man.

“Do I Have To Buy, Like, A Suit Now?”

Is it a prerequisite to buy a suit when you move from full-time student into Proper Adult Person™? Does regular life have a dress code? Will there be a chance to wear our booty shorts and midriffs again? We can feel the inner hoe rapidly shutting down. RIP.

“Have I Learned Anything?”

Even though we’ve been through three or four years of rigorous tutorials, assessments, lectures, pracs and site visits, it is unclear what we’ve learned. It feels like all the important stuff just falls out of our head after we hand in our assignments.

The cool thing about knowledge is that it creeps up on you. While you may be wondering what you’ve really gained from all this time (besides a massive HECS debt), the answer is lots. You’ll realise as much when you start working.

“Do I Need Health Insurance?”

Or any other kind of insurance? What kind of insurances should we get? What needs to be insured?

Why is it so unbelievably hard to just take care of ourselves? Muuuuuum!

“Should I Move Out Of Home? I Think I Should Move Out Of Home.”

If you’re not already living the share house life, you’re probably climbing the walls. Now that uni is about to wrap up, you’ll hopefully have more time and money to set out on your own, so get to it.

Besides, around about the time you move on from uni is usually the same time your little brother moves on to his adolescent phase. Yikes. Better get out, stat.

“Woa, That Went So Fast.”

Yep, it sure did, son. It sure. Did.

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Josephine Parsons is the Editor of Uni Junkee.