If only I could just spend everyday at a pond floating on my huge inflatable swan like the basic bitch that I am. Sadly, adulthood prevents this, it’s really a drag. What else is a drag you ask (probably not, but I am going to share anyway)? Having a crush on a guy who doesn’t really want the future as you. I am trying to stay away, because I know the end result will be a disaster, but it is a struggle. He’s not even willing to look at jobs out of state. This is fine for him, but just proves we aren’t really a good match.
I have also begun searching for public/global health master’s programs. So far there are a few schools I like. I have also found some jobs that I like/am qualified for so I need to redo my resume.
It has also finally hit me that I graduated from college. Usually, by this time I would be working on summer classes (I took summer classes every year, along with being a full time student in the fall and spring for the last 4 years). While it feels weird to not be doing class work, I have a sense of freedom that I have longed for. I feel like a real adult, kinda.
After going stir crazy the last few weeks, I finally went back to the research lab. While it only consisted of doing inventory, it was good to be back. Of course SDS sheets were just about impossible to find and there are several highly toxic, carcinogenic chemicals that have been sitting around for years.
I did this process with my least favorite professor, but she ended up basically offering me a job for the fall! It’s not a job I want, but it will bring in some extra money and be good for graduate school applications.
Next week I’m back to finding Avian Pox Virus DNA in mosquitos (hopefully).
Well, I’ve finally done it. I have a bachelor’s degree in biology and ready for the world…not really, but that’s what I’m telling myself. It actually hasn’t hit me yet. The next few months I’m going to be here, there and everywhere, then it will be time to start really looking for a job. So far the jobs I am qualified for are in places I really don’t want to live. However, beggars can’t be choosers right? For right now I’d rather dream about days I’d rather dream about days in Caribbean, New York City, New Orleans, and where ever else I end up going.
Only a few weeks left and I will officially be a college graduate! Unless I completely bomb my presentation Monday, I will have completed all of my degree requirements and I will be free. As graduation gets closer, my thirst to be done grows along with my need to get away and travel. Where to? I don’t know, I just need to get away and experience more of this beautiful (but insane) planet we live on.
38 days left….. 10 assignments…. I can do this. Maybe.
No, I can thanks to Beyoncé. Honesty, I have been listening to Lemonade nonstop for weeks while working on things for my classes (which I have completed well before they were due, who have I become?). I believe it has helped me create some fire content.
As things are dwindling down, it is all becoming real and I am excited to see where I will be in a few months from now.
So, a few months ago my friends jokingly said I should make a blog about my adventures on an alternative spring break. While I considered it, I didn’t have good internet service, but now here I am. I still don’t fully get why I decided to do this.
While the title of this blog may say life after undergrad, I am still an undergrad….for 45 more days. Before last spring I knew I wanted to go to medical school and become a surgeon, then I went to Haiti and volunteered at a center for malnourished children. It was a rough time, but I began to feel as though I had a different calling in life. Later I attended a conference about global health and about a month ago went to New Orleans and helped build a house with Habitat for Humanity. I now know I need to do something that allows me to work hands on with people who really need my help. Yes I would help people as a surgeon, but not in the same way.
On top of that, I have a friend who has an amazing GPA, a good MCAT score, and overall an impressive application and she didn’t get into med school. If she can’t how could I? Maybe someday I will have a change of heart and want to go to med school, but for now that is just not who I am.
But what do I do now? Obviously get a job, but doing what? In all reality I shouldn’t have quit my CNA job, but I just couldn’t do it anymore. After my grandfather died I needed time. I went to so long trying to everything, full time student, working full time, going to my grandfather’s doctors appointments, being a devoted aunt, I tried. I became so behind after missing weeks of classes from my grandfather being so sick, I couldn’t juggle school and work anymore and it was too hard to be in a hospital again after being there almost every day for a month, watching someone who meant so much to me slowly slip away.
It will also be a weird feeling no longer being in school. I have been going to school since I was 4 and here I am, 22 and going to finally be done (at least for now). What does it feel like not being in school? I’ll soon find out.