That isn't the point of this rant blog. The point is two fold, one is finally getting back onto the blogosphere. Point one, check. The other is the stupid ass catch 22 situation that my life has presented me with. Education gets me a career (it did until the recession but that's a battle for another day) and the better a career I want, the longer I have to stay in education. In theory that's how it works, and if I'm honest that's how I hope it works. Saying that, I have had a pants full of education. Concentrating for an hour solid on an inane subject being taught by a complete bore who doesn't always have the best grasp of the kings has got real old. The trouble is (and here it comes) is that to graduate with a good degree I need to keep working, but all I want to do is leave and get a job and get money. To get this job and money I need to keep studying and working hard. My plight my not be as serious as that of Yossarian. No threat of death here (though maybe mental breakdown, who knows come January or May?) but my time in education has run its course. The decision to work hard is one I must take to achieve my goals but it springs so many other questions. Told you it was a pain in the arse.
I know, I know, university isn't all about having fun. Third year is all serious. But I've worked hard since my degree has mattered (2nd year on) and am hoping of getting a 1st in order to get a big boy job and be successful. Finding the time to unwind is getting harder and harder, especially when I can't relax on a football field anymore. My university problems will leave when I graduate, though graduation means the real world. The real world scares me. What if I can't get a job? Goddammit. Maybe I should apply for a master's after all...
