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What is it with people? I've always been told to follow my instincts when it comes to life decisions. But when I make my decision, I'm scolded for it because it wasn't the right decision.
After receiving my B.S., I went to get a teaching degree in biology because I felt forced into making an immediate decision about my future. I didn't want to teach; I hate children, the education system, and doing work outside of work. I was so miserable, I didn't go to any of my finals. I seriously thought I was going to kill myself before I made the decision to drop the teaching thing.
I was told to take a break and gather myself. I had never had time off from school, since I took classes during every break, so I welcomed the idea. But I guess people don't really mean what they say, because within a week I was being yelled at for not having a job. I sent out my resume to many places, but heard nothing. I was then forced to take a month break from job searching to attend jury duty. Once again feeling the pressure of needing to make a decision, I enrolled myself into summer courses to gain prerequisites for a two year program for some health related field. It's not something I particularly want to do.
After thinking it over and hearing people talk, I decided what I really, truly wanted was to get my masters degree. I had resisted in the past because I was repeatedly told a master of arts was a useless degree and I should only apply for a masters of science. Unfortunately, all the programs I was interested in at all were masters of arts. But then I realized, why should I give a damn? I'm doing nothing with my life right now and I feel like shit. How could getting a masters of arts make it worse? Sure, I'd lose some money, but what does it matter? Money is worthless if I don't feel like living.
Today my friend asked me what I plan to do with myself, so I told her. I want a masters, and I don't care if it ends up being an M.A. First thing she says? That it's useless, that I should think carefully, that I shouldn't do it, that I'll end up with a bad job.
Well, you know what? Fuck you.
After receiving my B.S., I went to get a teaching degree in biology because I felt forced into making an immediate decision about my future. I didn't want to teach; I hate children, the education system, and doing work outside of work. I was so miserable, I didn't go to any of my finals. I seriously thought I was going to kill myself before I made the decision to drop the teaching thing.
I was told to take a break and gather myself. I had never had time off from school, since I took classes during every break, so I welcomed the idea. But I guess people don't really mean what they say, because within a week I was being yelled at for not having a job. I sent out my resume to many places, but heard nothing. I was then forced to take a month break from job searching to attend jury duty. Once again feeling the pressure of needing to make a decision, I enrolled myself into summer courses to gain prerequisites for a two year program for some health related field. It's not something I particularly want to do.
After thinking it over and hearing people talk, I decided what I really, truly wanted was to get my masters degree. I had resisted in the past because I was repeatedly told a master of arts was a useless degree and I should only apply for a masters of science. Unfortunately, all the programs I was interested in at all were masters of arts. But then I realized, why should I give a damn? I'm doing nothing with my life right now and I feel like shit. How could getting a masters of arts make it worse? Sure, I'd lose some money, but what does it matter? Money is worthless if I don't feel like living.
Today my friend asked me what I plan to do with myself, so I told her. I want a masters, and I don't care if it ends up being an M.A. First thing she says? That it's useless, that I should think carefully, that I shouldn't do it, that I'll end up with a bad job.
Well, you know what? Fuck you.