This is my fourth year at uni. My eighth semester. Technically, I could have finished most of the courses offered at my uni, but instead I'm only approaching midway through mine. This is the first time I've made it to second semester of second year. I should probably be a little ashamed, and truth be told I am a little, but I'm also glad things worked out this way. I'm quite happy with the way my life is currently unfolding, my laziness aside.
I feel like I've learnt so much about myself, and life, in these four years I've been at uni that I would have missed had I gone through head down studying solidly for the past 4 years. Not to mention, I would be in the wrong course. I say wrong (instead of different) because I feel like where I am right now is exactly where I am meant to be. I've had time to sit back and observe, to live a little and to work and study equally. I don't know what I want to be, but I know what I want and how to get there now. I'm not saying that I will get there, I'm just saying that I know what I'm doing now is right for me.
Anyway. That's enough catching you up with my life up to now.
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