Well, it’s officially fall which means Thanksgiving is quickly approaching.
Which also means it’s the time of year where we face the dreaded questions asked by family members:
“How’s college?”
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Do you have a job yet?”
“What do you want to do after you graduate?”
College is great!
No, I still don’t have a boyfriend, Grandma.
I’m still a student; no I don’t have a job yet.
And last but not least...
I. Don’t. Know.
It’s so hard to ask an 18-year old what they want to do for the rest of their life. I got to college with one major, switched a few weeks later, and love my new major. I definitely have ideas with what I want to do once I graduate, but it’s so hard to give the solid answer and have my life planned out before I’m even 20.
I’m a public relations major, so I do have flexibility within my major to do so much, so I’m (not very) sorry that I don’t know exactly how I want to spend the rest of my life.
Again, I have ideas...very general ideas. I think I want to do something in the sports industry or fashion industry, but I can’t say I have a dream job or some sort of goal, which I don’t think is a bad thing. I look forward to being able to explore the PR/communications field and figure out what I do and don’t like. That’s how people learn, right?
I’m 19 years old; I don’t understand why I feel like I have to know what I want to do with the rest of my life. Why would I want to have this whole plan, when most people end up doing something different than what they originally planned? Why would I want a goal to hang over my head when there’s a chance I won’t reach it? Of course, I want to reach it, but who knows what will happen. Things change. I want to explore. I want to make mistakes. I want to try things and not like them. I want to be in a good place, but I don’t want to know what I want to do.
I shouldn’t have to know what I want to do with the rest of my life or what I want to do after I graduate. In fact, I don’t know what I want to do and I’m perfectly okay with that. Life will figure itself out and I know I’ll end up where I should in the end.