During the interview, the interviewer first let me introduce myself. I told him my last name, where I came from, my personality and hobbies, and other questions that everyone usually answered. As if he didn't get the ideal answer, he immediately asked me, "What honor have you won in school or what position have you held?"
This question suddenly left me speechless, because I didn't, I had nothing. I can only drag the answer to the days before college and move out my self-righteous honor history one by one. I don't want to just answer no, and then my interview failed because of this answer, and I'm trying to make it right.
Afterwards, our monitor told us that she had seen a long list of honors and certificates in other people's resumes, which was more than one page long. We couldn't help opening our mouths, wondering how it was possible. There must be a monster.
But we all know in our hearts that this is true, others have done it, and we can only envy it.
A few days ago, the class sent a notice asking us to report the honorary names obtained at or above the school level in the past three years, but I didn't have any. This notice in class has never had anything to do with me. I never cared before, but I panicked today.
A roommate in the same dormitory, after receiving the notice, sorted out his honor certificate and said this: "I only have five honor certificates!" " "
She just sighed, but I was shocked.
I used to watch her try to catch up with the competition, take part in various speech contests and practice hard, but she never paid attention to her studies. I despised her, but today I am not as good as her.
I think reading should be serious. Those clubs and student unions are a bit messy, and I don't want to get involved. Later competitions, like a hot potato, can be pushed not to participate, can be done without paying attention, and today deserves it.
I remember when I first went to college, I didn't know what the university should do. I think everyone may be in this state! During military training, various societies and departments recruit new recruits. I went to see them like an inspection. I think they are too low-end and not up to grade. I don't think these clubs are suitable for me. I haven't joined any clubs or student organizations for three years.
There may be people like me, but I don't know if you have any regrets.
I thought I would definitely make greater achievements by my own efforts in the future. For example, if you like reading, you wish you could be a writer. After writing a few words, I dreamed that I would be immortal.
Unexpectedly, when the interviewer asked me, I showed my true colors, and the lofty scholar fell all over the floor.
I said that I like reading and writing, and others asked, "Have you won any prizes?"
I can only reply weakly like a coward: "No", and it is ridiculous to tell people that I am a swift horse.
It is graduation day. Resume, job hunting, internship and money have become our pursuit. What we see is that the recruiting unit is recruiting people and waiting for the admission notice of the job.
But really nothing came to me, only a resume that I didn't send out, trying to make a beautiful resume one by one, thinking about putting every advantage and honor of myself on my resume as much as possible and telling others how good I am, but God knows how good you are!
I've been thinking about it for a long time. I wish I could have another chance. I really want to go to a good university before I resume the college entrance examination. I must improve myself in college, read more books and study more, and strive for more honor for myself.
But those who regret something just regret it; What can bring you is regret, and what makes you immersed in it is only regret.
After all, there is no regret medicine in this world, and if there is, I am afraid it will be chaotic.