I return to grad school this Wednesday in what seems like an endless journey to find meaning to my existence. When I was a child I once thought that once you had been to university you would just be given your dream job and make lots of money. However it turns out it doesn't work that way so I now take the plunge again to going from being poor and unemployed to an even poorer student.
In all honesty though I love school, maybe more then is good for me since I have been in and out of universities since I was 17. I am worried about this semester though, as part of a masters I had to chose 3 elective postgraduate course as well as one course in advance research methods. This semester I decided to do the smart thing and actually take a course that can help me get a job, Quality Assurance in Laboratory Services. It could be easy since I once worked in a lab oddly enough called Assure Quality but there is a chance it might not since the course is taught entirely based on medical laboratories since the majority of those who take it are med lab scientists, I am not.