Life crisis
I’m seriously thinking of forgetting about all that “you should be happy at work, find a job where you can fulfill yourself” shit and just start working in whatever gives me enough money to live in a nice, quiet place, with lots of nature around and a lot of puppies and kitties running through the house.
Lately I go through an average of 939784794795 different emotions a day. It’s been like this for months now, since I started all this application marathon to try to pursue my professional dreams and bla bla. I’m sick and tired of this now, and as time goes by I think a lot more in the kind of life I’d like to have after work and sometimes I get to the conclusion that being fulfilled with it is irrelevant as long as you feel good with everything else in your life.
I’d like to throw my degree and all that comes afterwards to the thrash bin, start waiting tables, and enjoy my free time reading psychology books of MY choice when I feel like it. OK, I know, easier said than done. I don’t really believe in half of the things I’ve just written. I fucking love Psychology, I would be happy talking about it all day and night long and of course I’m dying on the inside to get a job where all my love for it gets paid off. But I’m just so tired of seeing how the great oportunities I supposedly had are messing up because of the damned money.
I’ve got almost 10 offers from different universities in the UK. Oh, yes, we all want you to come and study here. Need money to fund your studies? Not my problem, ask for a bank loan. FUCK IT. Yeah, I know, it’s kind of an usual thing around there. But I’ve always depended on scholarships to study, this ‘get-in-debt as soon as you can’ thing is new for me. I don’t want to have a fucking debt with a bank, I’m 22 years old, C’MON. It sucks. I can always stay in Spain, of course, if we ignore the fact that Forensic Psychology here is different and much more ignored than it is in the rest of the world. And the only programmes I could do with a scholarship here have ridiculous contents in comparison. They’re just not what I want, not at all.
And suddenly, my saving angel comes by and tells me not to worry. If you apply for the MSc AND the PhD afterwards you can get a research scholarship. GREAT. Today I had an interview with one of the universities and I asked about it. Oh, dear, forget about it. I wouldn’t count on those scholarships if I were you. They’re just so competitive, forget it. You’re probably not getting it no matter how hard you try.
Oh well. Sounds great to me. I probably should remember not to put in my CV that I have a degree when looking for that waitress job, the last thing I want to hear after being unable to get my education further is that I am ‘overqualified’. HA.
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