What Appears To Be The End Is Really Only The Beginning
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Today I was rudely awaken at around 10 by my 1 year old niece Emma as she came into my room holding a letter for me. The sudden realisation of impending doom hit me like a steam train out of control. Today was the day that I would find out if I passed my final exams to be a qualified accountant.
I know, I know, I've heard it all before, accountancy is not exactly the most exciting career but hey, it beats studying for 7 years to only end up becoming a Poo Doctor (no offence to any poo doctors out there).
I did 5 years of full-time college, 2 years work experience and a years part-time college to get to where I am right now. I dont mean lying in my bed, I mean it was taken me a long time and fair amount of work to get to where I am in life at this point in time.
So now I am sat here in my bed holding an envelope that contains the results of what could be potentially be the last and also the hardest exams that I ever do in my life. If I fail these I will have to wait until next September to sit the repeats. Not only that but I would miss out on receiving the big pay rises that are up for grabs to congratulate us on passing. The loss of this bonus is a worse fear than the fear of having to repeat. Let's face it, more money is always a good thing.
I opened the envelope slowly as my niece waited to see what it was she was sent up to give me. I rubbed my eyes to shake off the hangover to read the letter inside....I didn't see what I wanted to see....I couldnt believe that I was going to miss out on the money and have to repeat....no no wait....the letter says I passed. Don't know what I read in the first place but I definitely passed. Happy Days!
I went downstairs and cracked open a bottle of Savannah Dry that I had been saving and let the feeling sink in. The other bonus of passing meant that I would go to the night out organised by work in Kobra where I would get plenty of free food and many many free drinks and shots! Everyone there, like myself, were in the best moods that I had ever seen them.
It was so great to finally close this chapter on my life. As everyone says, I can essentially just sit back for the rest of my contract now until October with no worries, well besides the usual work stress but thats normal. All my hard work had finally come to meaning and I could now relax.
The problem is, I no longer have the comfort of having my career mapped out for me anymore. When I left school, I went to college, as this was the thing to do. After college my job offered to send me off to do a Masters, this promised me another 2 summers to travel so naturally I jumped at the opportunity. I studied accountancy in college so its natural to get a job in an accountancy firm.
Except for having to wait out my contract, I now have no set structure to what I should do next aside from taking a year off to travel where ever I want to. When I get back however is when the real world really starts to kick in. Do I want to stay in accountancy? Probably not. Would I like to be a teacher or a lecturer? Possibly but then again I dont want to go back to college just yet. Then again I would love to do a phd sometime and become Doctor Derek just so in the unlikely event someone says "is there a doctor in the building??", I could step up in all my Doctor Glory. Fair enough I wouldnt be a real medical doctor but hey, its still better than a poo doctor......
I have finally closed one long chapter of my life, heres to many chapters more....