Answering Those Wonderful Parental Questions In Post-Grad Life

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So far, becoming an adult has entailed dealing with a series of obstacles like, “How does one make rent again?” Oh, and, “Am I already facing a life crisis?”

I figured out those answers for the time being, but some questions I just don’t have any answers to yet. Some questions I never even asked myself before. These often come from my older family members—especially when talking about my post-grad life.

Grad School In My Late 30s: “The Best Thing I’ve Ever Done For My Career”

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Everyone follows their own path for education, and some paths take more twists and turns than others. Not sure where your education is taking you? It can help to see how things went for other people who have been there.

When David B. was in high school, he wasn’t sure he’d go to college at all. Spoiler: He did, but it took a long time. When he was 38, he went back for more, and got a master’s degree. More than a few years after that, he shared his experience with Aaron Weber.

How To Deal With Worst-Case Scenarios When Moving

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I have moved enough times that I’ve encountered my fair share of moving dramas—probably more than any human being should. Moving is always stressful, unless you have the money to pay a crew to do everything, including packing, boxing, moving, and lifting. But even if you do, there’s a lot that can still go wrong.

I moved on September 1, and a lot did go wrong. Like, worst-case scenario “wrong.” If you face any of the problems I did, here’s how I dealt with them.

Welcome To The Real World: Lessons I Learned After College

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With students heading back to school again, it just hit me: I’ve been out of college for 3 years.

While it doesn’t seem like that much time, I’ve learned a lot since getting that diploma. More so than I thought I would have to learn!

While everyone’s situation is different, I thought I’d share some lessons that I’ve learned since graduating from college.

“It’s Not Just The Low Pay—Adjunct Teaching Often Involves Low Morale”

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Should you go to grad school? What should you study? What’s the career path like for social science majors? Aaron Weber talked with an anonymous young professor to get the real scoop on paying for grad school, osteology (the study of bones), and suffering academic survivor’s guilt. Check out what this person had to say.

This Is Another Farewell Post

Oh NYC, what new andventures will you bring to former intern Carmen this year?
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August 22, 2013 was a regular summer day…

I woke up surrounded by boxes. “Ah yes, I am in the middle of a move.” I say to myself that morning. I groan and moan all the way to the bathroom. Proceed to wash my face and get ready for the day. “Ah yes, it’s the 8:45 a.m. train. It’s packed.” I manage to sit down after a few stops and start reading my friend’s book of short stories.

Suddenly, I am transported to 100 Cambridge St. I walk through the 18th floor and I sit on what I’ve been calling “my cubicle” for the past few months. I sip on some “divine doughnut” coffee. I open outlook. (This is the routine guys, get with it.) And I finally realize “Wait…today’s my last day at ASA.”

Adjusting From The Dorm To Your Own Apartment

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Well, September 1 is just around the corner, and you know what that means … time to move out!

This year, I’m moving into my first apartment. The excitement of this move rivals what I felt each fall for my college move-ins. However, I have come to realize that preparing to move in and furnish an apartment is very different from moving into a dorm room. Not only does my apartment not come with a bed, dresser, or couches, but there is a lot more space to fill!

Here are three ways that I’m fueling my excitement about moving and decorating—without tapping into my rent money.

Thoughts On Taking My Daughter To College

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Today is not just any day. This is the day my daughter leaves home for her freshman year of college. I wake up feeling empty already—and yet, she is still blissfully asleep in her bed.

Later this evening, the two of us will be wedged in a plane, with four suitcases and two carry-ons. (Don’t get me started on luggage fees and weighing a monster suitcase on the bathroom scale.) I just really hope her dorm room is larger than I think it’s going to be …

We All Get Lucky

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Yesterday turned out to be the best Monday of my summer.

I had forgotten to take my lunch to work, and was begrudgingly preparing to shell out $10 at Chipotle. Just as I’m about to trudge there, a man walks into my office with a platter full of sandwiches, salads, and desserts. He was promoting his restaurant’s delivery surface to companies in the area by dropping off some sample food at select places. Apparently, we were selected.

That was good enough for me, but then to top things off, my boss showed up to work with a box of Chinese pastries for everybody. I mentally thanked the universe and started chowing down, trying to remember if I had done a good deed or been particularly altruistic recently.

It was a nice little life raft tossed into the sea of uncertainty and self-doubt that grad school and job applications have had me floundering in these last few months. I had almost forgotten, but sometimes, good things really do just happen out of the blue.