The most common question asked surrounding my college graduation has been, "What are your plans now?" Apparently, I am supposed to have an answer given the number of times I've been asked this.
A plan to me is a thorough structured idea of what I foresee lying ahead. I'm far too organized and meticulous to have such a plan laid out. In light of the questions, both those from others and those from myself, I've been making a list. There are dozens of things I want to do this summer but only a handful of things I have to be doing.
Resume: already have a thorough draft ready for the cutting
Research: find at least a dozen professionals in my field I admire and learn about them
Job Shadow: people who could show me what they do, so I know what kinds of things I'm looking for
Applications and interviews: last step, of course...
Fitness: exercise little by little until I don't hate it...maybe shed 30 lbs.
Health: I have begun a different way of eating, hopefully. Keeping up on check-ups with doctors.
Mind: Reading every day. Writing every day. Slowly learning to truly meditate.
Vision: making small notes about the places I want to go and people I want to meet in the next 5yrs
Social: Past, present and future friends and acquaintances need to remain important.
Personal: is personal.
Habitat: do laundry, preferably before the apocalypse
Finances: SAVE MONEY. Keep putting into the savings and forgetting the account exists.
My goals, though parochial, are my first step. I'm trying to remind myself to revisit and revise these goals every week.
What are my plans? Where am I going? What am I going to do tomorrow, next year, when I'm thirty? I'm sticking my fingers in my ears and singing a lullaby.
On the organization I've established for my computer files, my father says I am not only a creative person but a logical and organized person. Seems like a contradiction but it works for me. I could develop some airy and colorful path I call my future goals, but the truth is I will approach the next three, six, twelve months in steps, which I may not see until I reach them.
Life after graduation really does look like a shot in the dark. I feel brilliant and blazing with no clue where I'm sending myself. There's some saying about shooting for the moon and landing in the stars. I am pulled back in the sling shot (like angry birds. lol) aimed with blind eyes. These steps I've chosen now: resume, research, job shadowing, etc. will give my fingers a feel of the terrain to assist me in the inevitable fumbling.
I can't answer what my plans are. Please please stop asking. Step one looks so minimalistic to folks who prescribe to the "bigger picture" and "the long-term," but it looks manageable to me. This first step is in a file marked "Beginner", which has another file in it labelled "Month_1."
A plan to me is a thorough structured idea of what I foresee lying ahead. I'm far too organized and meticulous to have such a plan laid out. In light of the questions, both those from others and those from myself, I've been making a list. There are dozens of things I want to do this summer but only a handful of things I have to be doing.
Resume: already have a thorough draft ready for the cutting
Research: find at least a dozen professionals in my field I admire and learn about them
Job Shadow: people who could show me what they do, so I know what kinds of things I'm looking for
Applications and interviews: last step, of course...
Fitness: exercise little by little until I don't hate it...maybe shed 30 lbs.
Health: I have begun a different way of eating, hopefully. Keeping up on check-ups with doctors.
Mind: Reading every day. Writing every day. Slowly learning to truly meditate.
Vision: making small notes about the places I want to go and people I want to meet in the next 5yrs
Social: Past, present and future friends and acquaintances need to remain important.
Personal: is personal.
Habitat: do laundry, preferably before the apocalypse
Finances: SAVE MONEY. Keep putting into the savings and forgetting the account exists.
My goals, though parochial, are my first step. I'm trying to remind myself to revisit and revise these goals every week.
What are my plans? Where am I going? What am I going to do tomorrow, next year, when I'm thirty? I'm sticking my fingers in my ears and singing a lullaby.
On the organization I've established for my computer files, my father says I am not only a creative person but a logical and organized person. Seems like a contradiction but it works for me. I could develop some airy and colorful path I call my future goals, but the truth is I will approach the next three, six, twelve months in steps, which I may not see until I reach them.
Life after graduation really does look like a shot in the dark. I feel brilliant and blazing with no clue where I'm sending myself. There's some saying about shooting for the moon and landing in the stars. I am pulled back in the sling shot (like angry birds. lol) aimed with blind eyes. These steps I've chosen now: resume, research, job shadowing, etc. will give my fingers a feel of the terrain to assist me in the inevitable fumbling.
I can't answer what my plans are. Please please stop asking. Step one looks so minimalistic to folks who prescribe to the "bigger picture" and "the long-term," but it looks manageable to me. This first step is in a file marked "Beginner", which has another file in it labelled "Month_1."
