Tuesday, April 08, 2008
i'll bet you something.
school can Never teach you what Work(life) is really about.
my eyes are going to pop, insurance law is amazingly interesting and boring at the same time and .
i really just want to go back to school- by which i mean complaining about ib but still secretly loving the work at the very end, staying back till goodnessknowswhen for ccas, trying to stay awake for econs, scrambling to complete all the calculus i missed, even being all cold, tired and groggy but i was still Happy
i know i am being unreasonable and whiny, but seriously.. i don't really want to grow up. it's not about the 'frightening' or 'foreign' part; it's simply the i-don't-like-it part :(
some people (i think, to be fair) Do want to sit in boardrooms negotiating and brokering deals, be all eloquent and shout nonsense at the defendant, work the phonelines and network-
i just don't think i'm All that cut out for that.
and things that seem plausibly/possibly likeable are left regretted or are simply considered too impractical to consider.
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okay, maybe it's just sitting and not moving (besides the semi-sluggish brain cells) all day that's getting to me. i'm the type that needs to Move. :/
and thank god for telephones. i feel much distance(d) these days. the ns/ocs guys don't know how lucky they are sometimes, really.
over there, you get to escape reality a while longer.. even a roundabout is better than the highway sometimes.
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
