I never worried about what I was going to do when I grew up until my last semester in college. Looking back, I had a sense of entitlement, I’d have a good career cause I was smart. I now realize that you have to pick a career in order to have one.

I’ve considered a few, but I enjoy moving on to the next one before I even try the last one. Actuarial work sure seemed boring (that was a good decision), academia seems nice, but so much work just to get in…

The good news is that pretty soon I’ll have crossed just about everything off the list of possibilities, which will probably lead to me being a lawyer. So sad.

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