I've graduated

I'm not a student anymore. (Although I still have the IMU student card with no expiry date which can still use to get student discounts back home teeheehee)

Feels weird.

Been a student since I was 5? 6?

Some 15 years later out churns me with an MPharm degree (a Masters yet not a postgraduate degree as so the brother quips) and in what little time I have between student life and working life I feel very hurried-along-ish.

Like someone's sweeping me off with a broom.

Whoooosshhh!

Like, hang on, lar, dear! I'm getting there, I'm getting there!

And I'm ready to be shot for this but I'm kinda looking forward to the killingly mundane routine of stressed up working life. Like 8 to 6 and come home with time only to eat a quick dinner, shower, sleep, repeat.

Sounds like opportunity for me to ignore everything else that matters in life.

But what if I burn out, you ask? (or didn't ask, whatever, I'm just gonna tell it to you anyway)

Aaaahhh... that is what holidays are for, my dear friend.

Remember how in Sem 6 we appreciated the weekends like mad?

But thinking about all this thinking, I think that I'm thinking very mono-angular-ed-ish. As in, only one view of the whole very large big thing.

Pfft, shallow-minded optimism Naz.

Right.