Saturday, April 22, 2006

"Dear Megan,

Congratulations! We are pleased to inform you that you have been conditionally admitted to the University of Saskatchewan in the College of Arts & Science - Bachelor Degree (Undeclared) Program..."

At first I thought it said I was "cordially admitted." I would have preferred that. But I would have been very surprised if I hadn't been admitted.

So this causes all sorts of problems. The thought of five more years of school makes me grieve a little. I don't really want to go to Saskatoon (at all, actually). I have to pay my tuition for the first time ever this summer (darn scholarship's run out), plus I have to pay for the privilege of staying in my prison cell and eating gruel and stale breadcrusts and being generally malnourished (which I've unilaterally declared as the main trigger of my migraines). I was too late to apply for scholarships for next year. Realistically, I can't afford to go to school.

But I probably should. My English degree has long since exhausted any usefulness it ever served. But I don't want to. But it would be worth it in the end. But what if I don't get accepted into pharmacy anyway? I'm barely even interested in pharmacy. The only thing I'd like about being a pharmacist would be stealing all the rizatriptan I can carry. And you can bet I would.

Here are my options, as I see them:

1) Go to U of S for five years
2) Get a job
3) Finish my voice ARCT (in maybe one year?) and get a job

Problems with No. 1:

a) Can't afford it. Actually, I would be willing to invest in five years of pharmacy because it would definitely pay off. But I'd much rather watch my savings plummet and become worthless with Great West Life.

b) Pharmacy is competitive, and with my luck I probably wouldn't get in after the first pre-pharm year.

c) I'm not all that interested in pharmacy to begin with. Its only attraction is its wages. I'll admit, this is all about money. Pharmacy pays.

Problems with No. 2:

a) Who in their right mind would hire me? Nobody, apparently.

b) I've already been banned from McDonalds, even though I've never worked there. Don't ask.

Problems with No. 3:

a) What's the point? Haven't I got enough useless schooling already?

b) Who in their right mind would hire me? ...again, nobody... and we've established that McDonalds doesn't want me.

Advice, anyone?


Lapsura said...

Wise words from an aged, aged 17-year-old.

If I'm unwilling to pay for an education that will pretty much guarantee me a job in five years, you can bet I'm unwilling to go traipsing around sightseeing. I'm also not really the travelling type. I think it would be awesome to live in another city for like a year or so (I'm looking at you, Paris/Berlin), but an extended tour doesn't really appeal to me (I'm picturing myself backpacking across Europe. Seems a little too much like camp).

Anonymous said...

First you've got to try to get someone to pay you to do what you like doing. Then if that doesn't work, doing something you don't like just for money can be a back-up option. It seems to me that you like writing, drawing, composing tunes, playing the piano and singing, and have lots of talent at this. It can be hard to get paid for doing stuff like that but if you look hard enough you should be able to find something.

If from the start you're not interested in pharmacy, you would probably like it even less after doing it for a couple years.


Blake said...

1.Go to Clown College! It worked for my uncle.

2.Become a Cartoonist. Though only like 10 people in the world have that job, so.
2.1 Cartoon Critic. I think that could be a niche market. I've never heard of one anyway.

3. Avoid the whole "job" thing and go to grad school. It doesn't pay as well and it's lots of work and you don't get any respect and...hmmm. Why am I even doing it? Oh. Right! Dr. Blake. Giggedy.

4. Prostitution. An English degree almost says it. Though I hear the benifits suck. But the pay is good. Especially if you're a call girl/Escort. Like a $100 an hour. Though a little harder on the morals, but not much differnce than Law School I guess. It worked for Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman though! Though she was a regular hooker, so.

-anyway, this is one of those "moments" in life where it affects everything else, but you just have to be patient and wait for the right one, and just hope you didn't pick the wrong one or missed the best one. Or that's what people tell me anyway. It scares the crap out of me. Probability waves from events in the universe and you just gotta hop on the ones that come along. Or make your own, but that's harder....I should be on Oprah.

Anonymous said...

1. Stay away from the US. It's not all it's cracked up to be.

2. I agree with rt. If you aren't interested now, it'll be that much more easy to quit halfway through.

3. Seriously. Why aren't you allowed into McDonald's?

4. Do what your heart tells you at all costs.

5. Give out many hugs, and tell the people that you love, that you love them.

Lapsura said...

Just to clarify:

U of S refers to University of Saskatchewan. You don't need to tell me to stay away from the US. I've never been and never intend to. offense, or anything.

Seriously, don't ask about McDonalds.

Thanks to everybody for the advice. Gosh, I hate this so-called "real world."

Amy said...

I have an engineering degree that was supposed to pay and I'm still below the poverty line. If you do go to U of S, Kerry's house is there for you to stay at. You have high marks, if you do grad studies you can most likely get an NSERC which would pay for your schooling, or at least some of it.

Traveling was a lot like camp. Dirty, people didn't talk to me much, and I ate like crap because I couldn't afford much. But I saw some cool stuff. I'd prefer the living in a foreign city for a year or so myself.

If you really want a job, I'm hiring for phone support right now. Seriously, it's $9-10 starting and I know you're not an idiot so you have an in. If you want the job, let me know. I'm sure we can work around your classes, we're pretty desperate right now.

I heard this thing about jobs the other day. When you go out for fun, you pay. When you're at a job, you get paid. So therefore jobs aren't supposed to be fun. Or some such. I'm living proof of that.

Lapsura said...

What?! Marketel is hiring? And you get to hire people? ...I ascertain that I should converse with you at this juncture.