I have switched majors twice. I've rethought my life four times. I've moved three times. This December marks the end. The very end. I am graduating from college. Now what do I do with my life? I am torn. Distraught. My dad has made fun of "career students" but I truly and completely understand the lure. The temptation. To take on the life of scholarly pursuit with no particular destination in mind.
The career student is the life for the person who isn't quite ready to grow up. The person who has goals but ones that are so ambitious that they seem unreachable. Thusly the lure to put it off just another year.