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Why I’m Putting Graduate School and Getting a Master’s Degree on the Back Burner (For Now)
It’s a story of timing, passion, and putting yourself first.
I’ve decided: at this time in my life, graduate school is not for me. It took me two admissions wheels at different universities and a sub-par first semester for me to reach this conclusion. I started classes in August of this year, and…I quickly learned, after trying to cram my brain with statistics and probability equations and meaningless info that means nothing to the world without experience in the actual field, that I was just digging myself another hole.
A bachelor’s degree may not have been able to get me a job after over two hundred applications, but what makes me think a master’s degree will be any better? All it will do at this point is phase me out of employers’ callback sheets because I’ll be too “overqualified” to sustain with a higher salary.
Beyond semantics, though, the truth is this: I really, really don’t like what I chose to study. Data science is a nice buzz term for a growing chunk of the employment pool, but I realized within the first few weeks of classes that I was basically attempting to push my brain into a box it was not built for.
