Post baccalaureate and La Maison Du Chocolat
I'm contemplating on enrolling to a post-baccalaureate program at my alma mater until I get fully accepted into an official graduate program (MBA or MPH). However, in all honesty, I have this feeling of reluctancy due to the fact that it is not practical. Plus, I won't be eligible to apply for financial aid (such as scholarships), so it will be financially draining. I conversed with a career counselor last week, and she advised that indeed, having an advanced degree is not really relevant in today's economy, unless it is actually a requirement to get a specific job. Truth be told, the reason why I want to take courses as an unclassified graduate student is that I want to go back to school simply because I miss being in school. And of course, to further the theoretical knowledge that learnt in undergrad (Chos). But as of this writing, I really am not sure. I want to but I don't.
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Anyway, two years ago, I was introduced to La Maison Du Chocolat, a luxury brand of chocolates produced in Paris, France, while gallivanting at Neiman Marcus with my friends. I vividly remember how the brown sturdy box enthralled my eyes. I was a poor student. I had very little allowance. So it was not enough or rather, I did not have the courage to purchase a box of chocolates worth half of what I was given weekly.
When I was in New York, while strolling in Wall Street, I saw the aforementioned brand's boutique and I single-mindedly entered. Albeit expensive, I knew I had to get something. So I purchased two boxes worth $15.00 each. I know, $15? "But that's really inexpensive," some may argue. But what I purchased were the size of a ring box, each containing five pieces (more or less) of chocolates, that I ate sparingly (haha).
Two weeks ago, during pay day, I impulsively decided to get another box simply because I wanted to indulge myself with a little reward. Instead of getting the cheapest box, I got the most expensive. HA. It was the perfect timing because I may not be able to buy it again in the future. It's considered as an ostentatious extravagance, but sometimes, I like to treat myself with the finer things in life.
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| With two of my good friends, Nik and Mo, who are currently earning their advanced degrees. |
Anyway, two years ago, I was introduced to La Maison Du Chocolat, a luxury brand of chocolates produced in Paris, France, while gallivanting at Neiman Marcus with my friends. I vividly remember how the brown sturdy box enthralled my eyes. I was a poor student. I had very little allowance. So it was not enough or rather, I did not have the courage to purchase a box of chocolates worth half of what I was given weekly.
When I was in New York, while strolling in Wall Street, I saw the aforementioned brand's boutique and I single-mindedly entered. Albeit expensive, I knew I had to get something. So I purchased two boxes worth $15.00 each. I know, $15? "But that's really inexpensive," some may argue. But what I purchased were the size of a ring box, each containing five pieces (more or less) of chocolates, that I ate sparingly (haha).
Two weeks ago, during pay day, I impulsively decided to get another box simply because I wanted to indulge myself with a little reward. Instead of getting the cheapest box, I got the most expensive. HA. It was the perfect timing because I may not be able to buy it again in the future. It's considered as an ostentatious extravagance, but sometimes, I like to treat myself with the finer things in life.
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