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Personal Narrative: My Pilgrimage

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I am currently going on my journey of pilgrimage right now in the form of getting my Graphic Design degree, then going out and getting a job. I am struggling to pass certain classes, as a student does, but there is on class in particular that I am having difficulties with. I have had to retake that class multiple times because it is a very challenging class for me. However, even once I have passed that class and graduated college, my pilgrimage is not over. I know the general field of which I wish to work in but I have no idea which job I specifically wish to aim for. Nor do I know where I even wish to try and live once I graduate. I have no plan for the future past college. During high school I never thought about it much because I was too

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