Now What?
So I'm now a university graduate. Go me.
Feels rather anticlimactic, honestly, and that's not just because of my lackluster punctuation. I've now reached the stage of my life where I'm expected to make something of the massive potential that's been bubbling out of me since day one. Unfortunately, I have no idea what. It seems that B.A.'s in English have all the potential in the world and absolutely no direction. At least, that's the general consensus I've gotten from fellow grads who don't aspire to be a teacher/doctor/lawyer, and even them I question.
I really enjoyed my college years, and I'm sorry they're over with, but I'm still optimistic for the future. Couldn't for the life of me tell you why. I think it's because I still have this naive trust in my bright and shiny, new EDUCATION to pull me out of whatever quandary I've landed myself in. Never mind that I don't have any solid health insurance on the horizon.
My parents want me to start thinking about grad school or law school, probably more law school than grad school. I'm sure they fear I'll become a starving academic otherwise. Can't say that I blame them; PhDs in the liberal arts have it tough. I'm guessing them folks either got more brains or balls than me to travel that road. Of course, I still secretly want to be just like them, but not until I'm dead certain I'm prepared to give up most of my living space to books. Law school provides a different set of considerations. My parents, The Boyfriend, and the rest of my extended friends and family all seem to think I'd make a decent lawyer; I'm just not convinced I'd be a happy one. Some of the worst people I've known were lawyers, but, then again, they were also some of the best. With that kind of range, maybe lawyers are more human than we give them credit for.
Of course, all of these concerns are essentially moot, since any further education won't be for at least a year or so, but I like thinking out-loud. Right now, what I really need is a job. Nothing fancy. Just something I can get out of bed for that won't make me miserable. For whatever reason I missed the big career week on campus, so now, post-graduation, I'm combing job boards wondering exactly what the hell kind of "skill set" I have to offer. I know, I know, I'm hopeless, but, hey, I'm a university graduate. Go me.
Feels rather anticlimactic, honestly, and that's not just because of my lackluster punctuation. I've now reached the stage of my life where I'm expected to make something of the massive potential that's been bubbling out of me since day one. Unfortunately, I have no idea what. It seems that B.A.'s in English have all the potential in the world and absolutely no direction. At least, that's the general consensus I've gotten from fellow grads who don't aspire to be a teacher/doctor/lawyer, and even them I question.
I really enjoyed my college years, and I'm sorry they're over with, but I'm still optimistic for the future. Couldn't for the life of me tell you why. I think it's because I still have this naive trust in my bright and shiny, new EDUCATION to pull me out of whatever quandary I've landed myself in. Never mind that I don't have any solid health insurance on the horizon.
My parents want me to start thinking about grad school or law school, probably more law school than grad school. I'm sure they fear I'll become a starving academic otherwise. Can't say that I blame them; PhDs in the liberal arts have it tough. I'm guessing them folks either got more brains or balls than me to travel that road. Of course, I still secretly want to be just like them, but not until I'm dead certain I'm prepared to give up most of my living space to books. Law school provides a different set of considerations. My parents, The Boyfriend, and the rest of my extended friends and family all seem to think I'd make a decent lawyer; I'm just not convinced I'd be a happy one. Some of the worst people I've known were lawyers, but, then again, they were also some of the best. With that kind of range, maybe lawyers are more human than we give them credit for.
Of course, all of these concerns are essentially moot, since any further education won't be for at least a year or so, but I like thinking out-loud. Right now, what I really need is a job. Nothing fancy. Just something I can get out of bed for that won't make me miserable. For whatever reason I missed the big career week on campus, so now, post-graduation, I'm combing job boards wondering exactly what the hell kind of "skill set" I have to offer. I know, I know, I'm hopeless, but, hey, I'm a university graduate. Go me.