The moment when the soul of every graduate is totally sapped to low ebbs is when they have realised the futility of the university experience itself, and how three years of hard work could do so little to distinguish them from their graduating cohort. The over abundance of graduates on the job market can only be attributed to the fact that going to university has now become a fashionable trend amongst the young – despite their skill-set, most likely, not matching the experience . Defying all expectations, I refused to sink into a cynical wave of depression, despite me genuinely disliking my undergraduate degree; I maintained the grounded reality that going to university was not useless, my degree was.
Therefore, contrary to popular criticisms that a master’s degree would make me over-qualified for everything, I have decided to pursue the course itself with whole-hearted integrity. Naturally, there is a career based rationale behind this; Indeed, I hope that the degree itself will not only bring substantial gravitas to my CV, but also deepen the skill-set that was not developed on my hilariously bad undergraduate degree.
However the real motivation lies in the fact that I chose the degree for all the wrong reasons: The most prominent of which was that it was fatally incompatible with my interests and skill set – something that I am trying to alleviate with this master’s course.
This year’s Oscar winner: Lupita has a master’s degree from Yale University
To supersede the mess that was my undergraduate degree with a master’s degree that I am genuinely interested in seems a luxury that could not be afforded; something that wasn’t infinitely tangible. But, somehow, with my enthusiasm, I can see it in the future. Funny how motivation can go a long way….
What do you think? Could a master’s degree really help?