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Originally Posted by Dullenplain
I'll admit that I am somewhat terrified at the prospect of life after graduation because I have the feeling that somehow I'm not doing enough to prepare for it. Grad school applications, resumes, actually putting some "purpose" to your life . . . I must be living under a rock to not notice these forthcoming events because I'm far too preoccupied being an irresponsible undergrad to notice them, and now I'm starting to get my act together. Hopefully it isn't too late.
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You know, if you put some "purpose" to your life at 25 or under, you're probably making a huge mistake.
No "purpose" can be easily determined when you've hardly experienced anything. And I am not tryin gto be condescending - sorry if it comes across as that. I am 24, so I am right in there with you.
But the people who send you away to college and make you think that grad schools, resumes, et cetera arethe ones who are doing you an injustice in my opinion. They wrap you up in things that just DON'T MATTER so much as actually living. Understand their motivations, here.
Sure, you'll need to do these things. And sure, they're useful. But in reality, it's not about the school you go to, the resume you've got, or who you had as a professor in your grad school. It's about what you do with it all and how you use it.
And if you decide life isn't what you wanted it to be, you can always go back and change it up. College and all that bullshit IS NOT the end-all, be-all. Never let someone tell you that you need to find your "purpose" before you turn 40. Thats fucking retarded. Some people die without having ever found a purpose, and they loved their life.
Incidentally, I rarely get condescended to about my age. Even when I was a kid, people tried to teach me things so I would never have to be naive. Too bad I came out kind of naive in a way, huh?
The only time I ever get any shit is when I get overly-idealistic about the way things SHOULD be. "O, you're in your 20s. THATS NORMAL." I guess all twenty-somethings are liberal, pinko, communist hippies. Pffth.
Jam it back in, in the dark.