The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville Nine that day
My fellow readers, it comes to a point when all things – both good and bad – must come to an end. Whatever your opinion may be of this blog, indeed its time has come and gone. As of now, there’s one thing for certain in my life: Signal_Caller has signed-on for one last time.
You may have been aware that the velocity of my posts have dwindled ever so slowly in the recent past – and for good reason. With commencement around the corner in March, I’ve been playing catch-up in areas pertaining to my next life. I have now progressed into my third SOA/CAS examination to be administered on November 4, and it’s safe to say that I need to devote myself fully to its successful completion.
Furthermore, I’m at limbo as to where I may end up professionally come April. As I await the final verdict from my previous employer as to whether an invitation will be extended for a full-time position or not, I can’t help but protect my interests by applying to other similar job postings – which naturally may lead to interview sessions and office visits.
Sure, I can proudly boast that I’m only taking three courses this fall (a first for my usual heavy workload), but with it comes dedication and demands. Two of these three classes were taken for a reason: should I receive a high enough mark, I would later receive SOA/CAS exemption from future exams due to my previous aptitude in these two classes. Therefore, I find myself striving for a B- or better in classes that are often reserved for graduate students.
When it boils down, time waits for no one. Four years ago, I faced a similar situation as I headed off for college. The feelings were new and exciting. I had scholarships pave my way to class while meals were cooked and the room was cleaned back in my dormitory. Although my next step in life is one in which I’ve innately much prepared, insecurity abounds from every corner I turn.
Will I pass my SOA/CAS exams?
Will I achieve a B- or better in those two classes?
Will I find a job? Will I earn as much as I had hoped?
In which city will I work?
But, where will I actually live?
Is it a nice neighborhood?
How much should I save for my wedding?
How much planning should I do for my wedding without overstepping the bride’s bounds?
How can I help my aging parents as they move into a new home (a fixer-upper at that)?
How do I remain social with my friends and family while tackling all these concerns?
Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy for this Buckeye – mighty Signal_Caller has logged out.