To no absolutes... To Absolut!
So, I'm lamenting today with Jay about my lack of future. (I have no future!! Ahhh!)
Well, it's not quite so bad. I have no definite future, and I really don't like it this way. What will I be doing 6 months from now? A job? An internship? Grad school? I have no clue. But worse... MidWest is coming up quick. My first choice is grad school - but what if I get a good job offer? Before I've heard from Ohio? It's a dangerous game, bobbling these things.
I worked myself to near panic-attack before fencing (thank God for having Zen teachers - no, really, he's a Zen Buddhist), and I get home and check my SLU e-mail.
1 new message.
"Is grad school for you?"
God has a sick sense of humor.
Well, it's not quite so bad. I have no definite future, and I really don't like it this way. What will I be doing 6 months from now? A job? An internship? Grad school? I have no clue. But worse... MidWest is coming up quick. My first choice is grad school - but what if I get a good job offer? Before I've heard from Ohio? It's a dangerous game, bobbling these things.
I worked myself to near panic-attack before fencing (thank God for having Zen teachers - no, really, he's a Zen Buddhist), and I get home and check my SLU e-mail.
1 new message.
"Is grad school for you?"
God has a sick sense of humor.