Thoughts on Grad School

You know what is really scary to me? Graduate school. You know what’s even more scary? The fact that I only have 3 more semesters to figure out where I’m going, what I’m actually going to get a masters in, and take the GRE.

Now, I realize that the GRE is nothing compared to the MCAT or LSAT or whatever you take to get into dental school, but it’s still a pretty big deal. It certainly can help or not help with scholarships. Do you even get scholarships for grad school? I feel like this is such a huge mystery for me because none of my siblings went to grad school. Sure my sister-in-law went to law school but that is completely different. I feel like I’m wandering around my house alone in the dark with no flash light and no phone and I’m just reaching around trying not to bump into walls.

How I feel about the grad school process.

In a perfect world, I would get two masters: one in teaching and one in history. Unfortunately, you can’t get a masters in teaching unless you have a bachelors in teaching, which if you ask me is dumb. But the gods of higher education didn’t ask me and thus I cannot get a masters in teaching. I’m discovering that it is probably best for me to get a masters in public history for the museum aspect of what I want to do so at least I kind of have my foot in the door there.

Meanwhile, there’s still the huge question of “WHERE THE HECK AM I GONNA GO?!” Obviously, I want to go to a good school, but again I am COMPLETELY lost as to what is a good graduate school for History majors. It’s all just really confusing, so I guess I need to do more research.

And yes, I realize this completely goes against my post where I said I wasn’t going to worry about things as much, but I actually have some control over this. And it’s a huge deal. So I feel like a little worrying and a little being scared is okay. I’m moving towards the unknown here!

Until next time!