So the last week or so has been monumental for me-not because I actually did some revision, but cos i had to make the hardest decision of my life so far.
But to start with, good news! Itfitlered through to me that my older brother finally popped the big question to Claire.(Cue awwwwww's from the audience) Really couldnt be happier for them:):)
However, this happening finally decided for me, almost, a point on which I have been mulling over for a long time-no matter how much fun you can have at uni, real life is gonna catch up with you eventually like the metaphorical hare and tortoise. And looking back at what Ive enjoyed and achieved this past year has really brought some sobering facts to light, with all the unpleasantness of a turd in the face.
Uni is not for me. At least, not at this point in time.
There, said it. I cant seem to enjoy what im doing, and as much as the course interests me, I dont want to be stuck doing something I dont enjoy. Once I admitted to this, everyone ive confessed it to has been really supportive(including the parents, though I do feel mum used a tone of voice that conveyed so much disappointment it would cause a legion of insecure teenage girls to drown in their own tears). Now Im stuck with trying to get a job so I can afford to stay here next year, or try to find someone to fill my spot in the house.
But this is real life-it sucks, but its time I finally grew up. And if that means i need to be constantly scared shitless and work hard so be it.
(and yes, before anyone thinks to have a go, I know I am a whiny manchild. Get over it. I needed to get this out of my system.)
--For Pony--
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