Hey, I'm Shishir. I'm from Nepal, and now I'm living in Perth, Australia. And here's something I've been thinking about: I spent 18 years of my life going to school. Yeah, 18. I'm 20 now, and honestly? I'm still trying to figure out if it was all... worth it.
It felt like a full-time job. 10 to 4, every day. Backpack stuffed with textbooks, notebooks spilling out, sometimes even an extra bag. Then home, the real work started: homework, test prep, the constant pressure to get better grades. I was convinced that if I worked hard enough, I'd unlock some secret to success. That was the routine until Grade 10. Then came the big decisions: Morning classes or day classes? (Day classes, obviously. Who wants to freeze in the winter?) And then the even bigger ones: Science, commerce, arts, law? What college? I ended up at a pricey college in Kathmandu, because a relative went there. Looking back, I think, "Why didn't I just go somewhere more affordable?"
Especially since I'm in Australia now, and honestly, no one cares where I studied in Nepal. And that's when it hit me. All those years, all that stress, the constant focus on getting good grades... it wasn't a "prank" exactly, but it was definitely a bit of a misdirection.
I spent so much time chasing marks, thinking they were the key to everything. But what I'm realizing now is that life is less about the grades and more about the experiences, the connections you make, and figuring out what actually matters to you. Don't get me wrong, I learned stuff in school. But I also learned that the real world doesn't care about your GPA as much as it cares about your skills and your ability to adapt. I'm not saying school was a waste, but it definitely wasn't the be-all and end-all I thought it was. It was a step, a long one, but just a step. And now, I'm figuring out what the next steps are, on my own terms.
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