graduated.

Finally graduated the masters. But... Where is the feeling of completion I really wanted and needed? Where is the satisfaction I expected? Is this how it should be?

I have noticed that over the years, the completion of an education cycle does not bring a bigger joy. Just, maybe, a release of stress or just a sigh of "It's over now. Finally". In kindergarten, we would feel like we grew up a bit and we would look down on the freshmen. After primary school we would want people to trust us more (we are not babies anymore, nor in kindergarten). After secondary school we would think we have such huge life experience we could write books. At the end of highschool we finally "begin the life" - now we really demand the people around us to believe that we are mature enough to make our own decisions. Decisions which usually lead to disappointments. After a master... what is there left?! We can make decisions, we are trustworthy, we can LIVE as we boast to everyone... But.. Is there all there is to it? Is this adulthood? Having yet another diploma?

Where does the satisfaction go and, more important, is adulthood overrated?