Hello World,
Finally, I can say that I'm graduated. That's something, uh?
Well, not really, no. For 3 years of really hard work (probably the hardest I've ever done so far), sometimes almost to the point where it became drudgery, I got a nice piece of paper, and some not so relaxing good-bye words from the Dean.
I'm familiar with the fact that BSc is basically nothing in environment-related matters, and particularly useless if said field is derived from geography... I realized that a long time ago (way before the graduation). You, and You, and everyone else should go on, and continue to some sort of MSc. I even believe, that the inventor, or creator, or whoever of this educational system shouldn't let us to stop after BSc, as it worth absolutely nothing. There's some Unis, where the two levels built together in some ways, which seemed a bit arrogant to me just until recently, cause it suggests that the student would love to stay in the same uni for another few semesters, instead of experiencing something different, maybe even in a different country or continent, as this would be - in a long run - one important section of the Bologna process after all.
Still, the slap on my face a few weeks after the graduation is huge. Allright I know, it's said already and I shouldn't be surprised at all. But. Humans believe. Even I believe sometimes, that good things can happen, and it's possible to find a job with a BSc, in my field of interest. But it appears that I was wrong, or at least in this certain time and space, we call Hungary, it's nigh impossible. But hope dies last, and I won't rest until it does.
In the last few years I got some beautiful impressions, I learned a lot, I experienced a lot, and finally, I have a strong concept where my life supposed to be heading in the next few years. I have no intentions to stop studying whatsoever, as that's my only chance to break out from here, and see the world with my own eyes.
And now, when I'm about to choose a job that's not related with my certificate, I try to look myself in the mirror not as an entrant who's already leaving his profession. It's bloody hard, and all I can do, is to find, or - better yet - to choose a job, that's suits me the best. What's related with some of my personal interests, or hobbies at least, and sink into a perpetual maelstrom of studing, and searching for the ideal.
The goals, that I can advice to anyone: be more specific in your field, more accurate in your profession, widen your horizon, open your eyes, look around, observe, learn from others, learn languages, be open-minded to new solutions, and never stop believe.
Finally, I can say that I'm graduated. That's something, uh?
Well, not really, no. For 3 years of really hard work (probably the hardest I've ever done so far), sometimes almost to the point where it became drudgery, I got a nice piece of paper, and some not so relaxing good-bye words from the Dean.
I'm familiar with the fact that BSc is basically nothing in environment-related matters, and particularly useless if said field is derived from geography... I realized that a long time ago (way before the graduation). You, and You, and everyone else should go on, and continue to some sort of MSc. I even believe, that the inventor, or creator, or whoever of this educational system shouldn't let us to stop after BSc, as it worth absolutely nothing. There's some Unis, where the two levels built together in some ways, which seemed a bit arrogant to me just until recently, cause it suggests that the student would love to stay in the same uni for another few semesters, instead of experiencing something different, maybe even in a different country or continent, as this would be - in a long run - one important section of the Bologna process after all.
Still, the slap on my face a few weeks after the graduation is huge. Allright I know, it's said already and I shouldn't be surprised at all. But. Humans believe. Even I believe sometimes, that good things can happen, and it's possible to find a job with a BSc, in my field of interest. But it appears that I was wrong, or at least in this certain time and space, we call Hungary, it's nigh impossible. But hope dies last, and I won't rest until it does.
In the last few years I got some beautiful impressions, I learned a lot, I experienced a lot, and finally, I have a strong concept where my life supposed to be heading in the next few years. I have no intentions to stop studying whatsoever, as that's my only chance to break out from here, and see the world with my own eyes.
And now, when I'm about to choose a job that's not related with my certificate, I try to look myself in the mirror not as an entrant who's already leaving his profession. It's bloody hard, and all I can do, is to find, or - better yet - to choose a job, that's suits me the best. What's related with some of my personal interests, or hobbies at least, and sink into a perpetual maelstrom of studing, and searching for the ideal.
The goals, that I can advice to anyone: be more specific in your field, more accurate in your profession, widen your horizon, open your eyes, look around, observe, learn from others, learn languages, be open-minded to new solutions, and never stop believe.
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