The future. It’s a daunting thing.
I went to a university conference yesterday. I’m still
clueless about what I want to do.
I’m so fed up of being expected to know what I want to do.
I find it kind of stupid that I still have to put up my hand
to ask if I can go to the toilet and yet I’m supposed to know what single job I
want for the rest of my life.
I don’t know if I’ve said before, but I go to a grammar
school. An all-girls grammar school which is very academic and you can’t help
but sort of feel like you’re expected to go to Uni. I feel like I’m expected to
go to Uni.
But do I really want to?
I don’t know.
I mean, I would love the experience and the opportunity to make
amazing new friends, and be able to say I have a degree. I find it a scary
thought that in a year and a half all of my friends are going to be scattered
across the country. It makes me incredibly sad and I don’t want to miss out on
that. But, do I really want to get in around £50K of debt just so I can make
friends and experience ‘uni life’?
GAAAAAHHH WHY IS UNI SO DAMN EXPENSIVE?
Charles Kennedy (Scottish MP) says something that I agree
with fully: “I believe that access to a university education should be based on
the ability to learn, not what people can afford” the cost of university
shouldn’t be so bad that people like me are put off and are considering
changing their career goals to avoid spending that amount of money.
And what do you get for nine thousand pounds a year? A certificate
saying you’ve spent the last three or four years in further education, sitting
more exams, and probably going nightclubbing every weekend (another worry – I am
such a lightweight, I don’t think I could cope with uni nightlife).
I don’t want to go to university just for the sake of it. If
I decide that I want a career that requires the training and degree, then of
course, I will go there.
But I don’t know what I want to do at uni.
The only subjects that I really like from my A Levels are
Psychology and Drama and Theatre Studies. So I mean, I will probably do
psychology at uni if I go. But where will that lead me?
I don’t want to be in some dead-end job for the rest of my
life.
And, do I want to deal with another four years of
super-stress, exams and revision?
I love acting. I love the feeling of being someone else. Of being
able to just forget all of your problems and take the audience on a journey
with someone they've never met before. Am I going to be an actress?
It would be my dream job.
I don’t know.
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| the sloth felt appropriate and necessary. |
Anyway, I’m sorry, this post is sort of me writing down all
of my thoughts, if it’s confusing: welcome to my brain :D
I’m going to end this post with a nice lil’ quote. After all,
what would a blog post in which I panic about my future be without some sort of
philosophical saying? Exactly. I knew you were wanting an inspirational motto. Don’t
tell me I don’t spoil you.
When you are unsure
about the future, keep doing what is in front of you with all your heart and
with love, and what is meant for you will find you.
― Guru Mayi
Chidvilasananda
So yeah, my exams finish at the end of May (eek!), and after
that I’m going to post a lot more (I promise!)
What you’ve learnt from this post:
So…to university or not to university? That is truly thine
question.
Umm…yeah, I’ll get back to you on that one when I’ve decided
.
(Probably never)
Anyways, sorry for the ramble, and sorry that I don’t make
any sense. I’m going to go and over indulge with easter eggs whilst I cry over
prospectuses and my general lack of direction in my future :)
So, how about you? Do you know what you want to do in the future? Do you have any thoughts on university?
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❤
P.S. Do you like my new blog design? I loves it :D Please let me know what you feel/think.
Ngl, I'm pretty damn happy ;)
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