This entry is about possibly unfounded personal fears, uncertainties and doubts. It is a way for me to get my thoughts out so I can start making sense of them. Feel free to ignore this.
I’m 23 now. By the time I would graduate from university in London, I would be 26 years old, holding one bachelor’s degree and being close to having another from Helsinki. My state-provided student support would have run out, and I would be something like 20,000 euros in debt to both Finland and the British Student Loans Company. I would not have a guaranteed job, though I’m sure I could get something to get by with. What I’m afraid of is not so much the loss of money, but the loss of opportunities. By loss of opportunities, I mean that my long-time dream of a road trip through the United States and Canada would simply not be feasible after I graduate because of the debt burden. I’m afraid people who have graduated earlier than me will have employment opportunities not available to me, gaining more experience. Things I do (or don’t do) may end up hurting me in the long run.
I could, of course, work off the debt as quickly as I can. If I were to finish my BSc degree as well as run through my MA degree here in Finland while working part-time to fund my studies I could envisage being done in 2012. That would make me 29 years old, done with my degrees, in debt and with no formal experience in my field.
It just feels like a sure-fire way of getting myself into a corporate rut where I would first get a job to work off my student loans, then a possible mortgage or car loan, and so on. I guess you could put it this way: I’m afraid there is no time for me to be me. I know I’m still young – I have plenty of time for everything. What I’m scared of is making a decision that will put me on a course toward something that shuts away other possibilities. It’s like the Robert Frost poem referenced in the title – I don’t want to regret the choice I’m about to make. I may be 23 now, but after all this is said and done, I’ll be pushing 30 with very little (it feels now) to show for it.
To look at the other side for a change: I would be studying in London, an enormous, vibrant city. I would be attending a prestigious, respected university. I would study with enormously talented and motivated people, and get extremely useful contacts. Should I get a job in London, I would be paid a lot more than in Finland.
I’m sure I would regret not going. I’m just not sure whether I would regret going more.
Besides, I’m not the only person concerned here, either.