Beginnings

So over the Christmas break, I was asked the same question time and time again:

"What are you going to do with a master's in math?"

And as I shrugged, I realized that this was no longer a sufficient answer. While I was an undergrad, a shrug seemed to satisfy most people. Now, I need a purpose, a dream job, or ambition of some kind... was there some sort of transition I wasn't aware of this summer? Do the four months separating an undergrad from a graduate matter that much? Well, I personally didn't think so, but others obviously did. So after a dozen of such encounters, I sat down and asked myself the dreaded question:

"What in the hell I am doing with my life?"

Needless to say, I wasn't much fun for the rest of the holidays. Well, though I haven't found an answer, and it's been over a month, I have come to a few important conclusions:

1. I don't want to do my phd in math, at least not for a few years.
2. I still have the travel bug, and must start planning around that.
3. I have committed myself to a master's and should do the work required of me as best I can.
and 4. To my great disbelief (and to those around me), I am actually starting to become an adult, which is what will hopefully hold this blog together.

So I still don't know what I'm going to do with my life, but it's a start!