EDITORIAL & OPINIONS
Graduate school, a career or Cain?
On the DL
“You are weak and worthless. What are you going to do
with your life?”
While Dee Snider of Twisted Sister was a minimal influence
on my youth, his impact continues to be felt well past my adolescence.
As I pass the midway point of my final year of undergraduate
study, Snider’s words ring especially true: I don’t
know what I’m going to do with my life.
It’s something I’ve tried not to worry about too
much, but as R. Kelly might say, that choice is all up in my
grill. Time is winding down, and it’s getting harder and
harder to sidestep the issue when people ask me what my plans
are for next year. Over the past few months, the grey hairs
have multiplied and my Col. Sanders-esque coiffe-to-be has lit
a fire underneath me. I need to find out what I want to do and
I need to find out fast.
As Samuel L. Jackson said in Pulp Fiction, it’s always
been an attractive option to walk the earth and have adventures,
like Cain from Kung Fu. In reality, I wouldn’t have the
funds (or the physique) to be a competent Kung Fu man. The only
way I could even make a decent vigilante was if I only fought
invalids and the blind, and even then, Daredevil would whip
There’s always the chance of continuing my studies, but
even with graduate work, it feels like I should have some direction.
I don’t find it advisable to put two more years of work
towards a field I only have a passing interest in.
In all honesty, I guess I thought all of the big questions
would have been answered by now. High school guidance counsellors
told me that choosing a good university would be one of my life’s
most important decisions. I also thought it would be one of
my last. Oddly enough, ideas of what I want do for the rest
of my life have multiplied. Instead of closing doors and choosing
a path, I’ve done the exact opposite.
With all those questions, I’m almost 100 per cent sure
I’m going to take next year to think things through. There’s
no shame in taking a year off, I realize.
For those of you not graduating this year, you probably have
little idea what I’m talking about, but you soon will.
No matter how it all turns out, no matter which road I end up
travelling and no matter what type of career I end up in, I
hope to answer Mr. Snider’s query as the boy in the music
video did. No matter what I do in life, “I Wanna Rock.”