All around me, people are writing applications, filling in forms, sending off CVs and preparing for interviews. I, frankly, am doing nothing of the sort.

I’m lucky enough to say I am in no particular hurry to enter the nine-to-five workforce. I have several luxuries at my disposal which mean I can take my own sweet time right now: firstly, I have a good relationship with my parents and I’m from London, which means I really don’t mind moving back home; secondly, there’s nothing I want to do which requires a bunch of internships or early applications; and finally, I didn’t take a gap year before university.

And so my glorious plan has taken shape. After graduation, I shall move back home and attempt to get a job – not in the city or at a consulting firm, but waiting tables in a café or bar, or, ideally, working in a book shop. The Hampstead Waterstones is the big dream.

I am specifically thinking of jobs you apply for at the time you want to work, nothing which requires months of back and forth. Then, living at home, I will save up as much as I can, so that by the end of the year I can do some travelling. Obviously it’ll either be South America or Southeast Asia. As I said, I haven’t had a gap year yet.

And the last thing I will think about is applying for masters courses. I’ll take my time, shop around, and make sure I put in as much effort as it is worth. And then, after that (assuming I actually get into a course somewhere) I’ll start this whole career thing.

But, crucially, I’m not worrying about anything apart from my degree until graduation. I’ve decided that nothing is more important right now than doing as well as I possibly can in my exams, and that every other life plan can wait until this bit is sorted out. It’s not like I haven’t got big life plans and ambitions – I totally have. Like, really big ones.

But I know that they’ll wait, and also I know that I’ll regret it if I spend the next four months faffing about other stuff and neglect my degree.

Maybe it’s just because I know I’m not a multi-tasker, and I can only really deal with one big pressure at a time.

Maybe lots of other people can get on with their finals revision and organise their career. But I know that if I overload myself I’ll just fail miserably at everything I attempt, so I’m taking it all one step at a time.

To anyone who’ll be graduating next year, heed my advice. Enjoy your last few months at university when they come around and get stuck into your degree. A career will probably wait. Then again, maybe I’m comfortably deluded in trying to put off my entry into the real world. Perhaps now I’ll never get a job and I’ll be stuck at home forever. Somehow I doubt it.