The Past, Present and Future
My old friend Jessica came over. I’ve known her through Primary and Secondary school but after year 11, I went to Sixth Form and she went off to college. We tried to keep in touch and see each other as often as we could, but now she’s gone off to Kent University so it’s a lot more difficult. Anyway she was back home for a couple of weeks so I invited her over for a ‘catch up’.
It was great seeing her and hearing everything she was getting up to, obviously I won’t go into detail as it’s not my prerogative to disclose her personal life to the public. She asked me what I was doing now, and I told her. She said I should go to Uni but I argued that if I were to do a Uni course I’d do one in creative writing. However, that would take two, three, maybe four years, and in that time I could actually be writing. I asked her what she planned to do with the English Degree she was going to get after she finished her course. She replied with lack of interest and lack of concern. “Don’t know. Everyone assumes I’m going to be an English teacher but I don’t want to do that. Maybe I’ll travel and see if I can decide what to do afterwards.” This baffled me. Why would somebody go through the long, difficult task of getting a degree if they don’t know what they plan to do?
It wasn’t until afterwards when I really thought on this that I thought, I must be the only 18 year-old who sees my life on a timescale. I’m constantly thinking, I only have so much time left, I should hurry up and do something with my life. Time is running out. Most people I went to school with are now either at Uni, in an Apprenticeship or in a steady, well paying job that they love. They are either living life like they always intended or they are still drifting around, wasting time, enjoying youth.
I often wish that I had decided at a young age what I wanted to do and stuck with it, because then I would have been able to work my whole life towards that dream, and maybe I wouldn’t feel so lost now. But I’m one of those people who wanted to do something different every week, so it’s not until now that I’m actually doing something about it.
I’m one of those people who believe that we’re all here for a reason and I have always felt that (though this may sound arrogant of me) I was put here to do something incredible. I have been trying to discover what this is for years now and I think that (okay, this is going to sound crazy) it has something to do with the end of the world.
I don’t know, I guess I’ll just plod through life, doing what I’m doing now and see what happens. I just can’t help but worry about the time I have left. I want to achieve something in life, I want to be remembered. I guess everyone does.
Until the next time we meet,
Blessed Be
Hawk
XxxX
It was great seeing her and hearing everything she was getting up to, obviously I won’t go into detail as it’s not my prerogative to disclose her personal life to the public. She asked me what I was doing now, and I told her. She said I should go to Uni but I argued that if I were to do a Uni course I’d do one in creative writing. However, that would take two, three, maybe four years, and in that time I could actually be writing. I asked her what she planned to do with the English Degree she was going to get after she finished her course. She replied with lack of interest and lack of concern. “Don’t know. Everyone assumes I’m going to be an English teacher but I don’t want to do that. Maybe I’ll travel and see if I can decide what to do afterwards.” This baffled me. Why would somebody go through the long, difficult task of getting a degree if they don’t know what they plan to do?
It wasn’t until afterwards when I really thought on this that I thought, I must be the only 18 year-old who sees my life on a timescale. I’m constantly thinking, I only have so much time left, I should hurry up and do something with my life. Time is running out. Most people I went to school with are now either at Uni, in an Apprenticeship or in a steady, well paying job that they love. They are either living life like they always intended or they are still drifting around, wasting time, enjoying youth.
I often wish that I had decided at a young age what I wanted to do and stuck with it, because then I would have been able to work my whole life towards that dream, and maybe I wouldn’t feel so lost now. But I’m one of those people who wanted to do something different every week, so it’s not until now that I’m actually doing something about it.
I’m one of those people who believe that we’re all here for a reason and I have always felt that (though this may sound arrogant of me) I was put here to do something incredible. I have been trying to discover what this is for years now and I think that (okay, this is going to sound crazy) it has something to do with the end of the world.
I don’t know, I guess I’ll just plod through life, doing what I’m doing now and see what happens. I just can’t help but worry about the time I have left. I want to achieve something in life, I want to be remembered. I guess everyone does.
Until the next time we meet,
Blessed Be
Hawk
XxxX