I'm falling through uncertainty, perhaps my recurring elevator dreams have been a metaphor. Oh wait....I'm not emo....what the fuck!
I dunno what's going on so much. I have one more semester left, making my total years spent in undergrad equal to 4.5. It's more like 4.5+ if you account for the summer school I took last summer, but that does fit on the 4.5-year lineage so it is a minor technicality I am willing to ignore.
I'm currently on the hunt for an internship which I hope to work along with my last semester in college. The pay outlook for someone graduating with a BA in Psychology is depressing. I guess what you don't get in salary you make up for in feeling good about helping people. That's ~34,000 outta the gate, if you hit it right.
My plan after graduation next December is to see if I get into Graduate school. So come August or September this year I will be taking the GRE. I will be preparing starting in June. That means I need to get letters of recommendation together (easy) and get a decent GRE score (moderate) and hope the Grad schools I want to go to overlook my GPA (hard). You see, as an ex-engineer, I have put myself in the position of owning a 2.88 GPA. It is rather shitty, I do admit. My Psych GPA is a 3.38/4.0 and my Minor GPA is a 4.0/4.0. Also, my last 60 hour's GPA is going to be somewhere around 3.5/4.0.
But still, I have big aspirations hoping to applying into a PHD program at a good psych school. My plan is to one day secure a higher degree in Psychology. Where that will lead me I do not know, but I can only hope it will involve helping people and doing some fun psych research. Perhaps I can bring back the lobotomy.
If I do not get into grad school I will work for 1.5 years. Then I will reapply for a Masters rather than a PHD. And then I will get my Masters. And if I still have motivation.....maybe I'll go for the PHD.
Life is kind of 'up in the air' for me. And I have a philosophy anyway...which is enjoy the little things now and go with the flow. To be honest I wish I could plan for the future, but I know there are about 14,000,000 variables right now so I'm just enjoying my summer, prospectively enjoying my last semester in school, and enjoying the time I get to spend with friends and family. The way I see it...you're never too old for an education...as long as you get paid. And fortunately, in higher education you often do.
Caveat emptor: I realize planning is good, so I'm not totally winging it. And once I secure a job with salary I suspect my planning will take more priority as I open up some savings accounts to start saving for my future.
Edit: DAMN. Can you believe the past 17.5 years of my life have been in school? And that's excluding shit-my-pants and vandalize-the-desk preschool.