Recently, I have been putting much effort into trying to really hit the nail on the head when it comes to planning my future. I had realized that none of my plans for the future are set in stone. It is not until recently that I have begun to delve deeply into myself.
Once I finally move out of my parents house, after a quarter of my life living together, nothing will be ready and waiting in the way I have taken it for granted. Numerous terrible bills to be paid await me come payday. Everyday I must serve myself food and nutritional supplements that my mom used to serve, and innumerable household affairs that I should be in charge of.
Apart from all those things, I am dreading the first plan I have decided on myself, graduate school. After having returned to my school three years ago, I had met with a new professor in my undergraduate department. It turned out to be a stroke of luck that I had not been placed in classified into one of the other departments in my second year, where all freshmen scrambled to get with high marks. The new professor played a crucial role in for helping me to decided on the plan, so he acted as a tipping point to me.
Currently, I am about to experience another tipping point which will impact my entire life. For all I know, I did not choose to apply to graduate programs based on others' advice. Some blindly believe that getting a masters or PhD degree will get them a long way, because in that way they have the edge over their counterparts in a fierce competition. Similarly, many people around my age do not seem to think about whether what they do now is truly useful for fit for purpose down the road.
So, I am taking everyone's advice about graduate programs with a grain pinch of salt. I indeed want to advance my critical thinking and problem solving skills through rigorous academic training, and hope to exploit them when I am at the height of my career.
[noun] is not set in stone / no [noun]s are set in stone.
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