I am about to start a well-paying internship in the industry I am passionate about (space), which I am told will turn into a full-time job offer after I graduate (assuming all goes well).
This is exciting for me not just because it’s exactly what I wanted to be doing this summer, but because it feels like all the long-term goals and shorter-term course corrections I have made in college have finally culminated and paid off, and I was able to “do it all” without sacrificing much. I came into college wanting to improve my social skills, and ended up leading a fraternity. I wanted to make friends, and have a few core groups that I would trust with anything. I wanted to succeed academically, and will (likely—still have one more year but am well on track) be graduating with honors. I wanted to grow my engineering skills, and have taken leadership in a design team that builds racecars. I wanted to have a career at the end of it all, and now it looks like I’ll get it. It feels like I’m winning, and not just on paper but in real life.
On one hand, I don’t fully feel comfortable parading this around since I can’t take credit for what oftentimes feels like sheer luck and sometimes unfair innate advantages—my status as an intelligent white cis American male, for example, means I don’t have a lot of baggage to carry. On the other hand, this is the bragging thread, so screw it—I’m awesome, and I fully intend to use this to springboard myself to even more levels of awesomeness.
I am about to start a well-paying internship in the industry I am passionate about (space), which I am told will turn into a full-time job offer after I graduate (assuming all goes well).
This is exciting for me not just because it’s exactly what I wanted to be doing this summer, but because it feels like all the long-term goals and shorter-term course corrections I have made in college have finally culminated and paid off, and I was able to “do it all” without sacrificing much. I came into college wanting to improve my social skills, and ended up leading a fraternity. I wanted to make friends, and have a few core groups that I would trust with anything. I wanted to succeed academically, and will (likely—still have one more year but am well on track) be graduating with honors. I wanted to grow my engineering skills, and have taken leadership in a design team that builds racecars. I wanted to have a career at the end of it all, and now it looks like I’ll get it. It feels like I’m winning, and not just on paper but in real life.
On one hand, I don’t fully feel comfortable parading this around since I can’t take credit for what oftentimes feels like sheer luck and sometimes unfair innate advantages—my status as an intelligent white cis American male, for example, means I don’t have a lot of baggage to carry. On the other hand, this is the bragging thread, so screw it—I’m awesome, and I fully intend to use this to springboard myself to even more levels of awesomeness.
Is there a reason you capitalized “CIS”?