After I graduated high school, way back in 2003 I went on to complete a completely useless college diploma in Tourism. I suppose I can’t call it completely useless because I did learn two things; I love to travel and I’d much rather get into the business side of things. I graduated college in 2005 and enrolled part-time at my local university and began working towards a bachelors degree in business (with a major in tourism, due to the previously taken college tourism degree).
I quit a few times along the way, once because I didn’t think I could do it and had had an awful experience with a terrible prof (who no longer works there… for tax evasion, ha…) and other times because there were more interesting adventures to be had, like moving across country and buying a house and having a job, and taking off for weeks to travel in the middle of the semester (I did this three times actually) getting a promotion and becoming self-employed.
Not all the reasons for my quitting school were positive. For almost two years at one point right after I bought my house I just quit taking courses, for no particular reason I just stopped enrolling for credits and just sortof… gave up. And then it became harder to go back because I just wasn’t sure where I was going with it until I had an enlightening conversation with C. in the summer of 2009 and went back that fall. Fast-forward almost 2,5 years later and last May I was finally able to cross the stage and pick up that darned diploma.
I’ve been working full-time and studying part-time since mid-2007 and when graduation day came I was actually rather surprised at how excited I was and how nervous! I’d been working towards it for so long that the end, the final hoop to jump through just seemed like a very far away thing. After I crossed the stage I felt a sense of accomplishment and I was pretty happy. I’m still happy of course!
However, since graduation day I’ve been sent into a bit of a tailspin. My company reduced in since in January, 2013 and having graduated… I have all these complicated feelings about where I should or should not live. Work hasn’t been satisfying, it’s going well! but…. well, things have been meh, which has led me to start thinking. I have no real purpose to work towards right now and since I’ve been old enough to think about the future I’ve always said that I wanted to earn a masters degree and over the past few years it’s become clear that an MBA seems the most attractive option to me. Unfortunately…. they’re really expensive. So, what’s next? I’ve spent the months since May kind of floating about. Making money, investing it into my house. Focusing on my recent travels to Italy, Germany and the Netherlands, trying to stay on budget and just thinking a lot about my next move.
The one thing I keep coming back to is that in 2007 I seriously considered completing my degree at a university in the Netherlands (RUG) simply because tuition is government subsidized and I pay substantially less for tuition than I do in Canada. (Um, perhaps Newfoundland excluded) I ultimately chose not to go there back then, because I was too afraid mostly and it didn’t make the most sense economically including living expenses, plus I ended up quitting my ‘day-job’ that year and going to work for my parents, which lead to me incorporating my own company in 2009.
The past few months have been an emotional roller-coaster for me. Still, over all the years that idea of going on to study and/or live elsewhere for at least a little while has never really gone away and it is one of the additional reasons I am considering moving away for a few months in the future. This idea has been simmering in my head for a long time now and it’s nagging at me, among other things. I started mentioning it already in a few past posts. I’m restless and through blogging, saving and planning towards this next big step I hope to make a little more sense of my thoughts, and chronicle whatever path I end up taking in the coming while.
How did you feel after you graduated?
Stay tuned for another post this coming week about my next move…