My plan to pursue higher studies has long been sitting in the corner. I have always wanted to get a graduate degree but my duties and responsibilities to my family have been my priority in the last seven years. I felt I was more needed there.
I have this strong assumption that next year is the perfect time for me to attend graduate school. I want an MBA or an MPA, whichever is best for me. I need a graduate degree to advance my career and inspire my siblings to do the same when the right time comes. I have already made a deal (more like a pact!) with my Superfriend that we’re enrolling next year. Just in case I back out, I told her to remind me of my promise and never let me get away with it.