Its Thursday today and I'm meant to be at Uni right about now going over a case study about designing fermenters. I was up early but like always no matter how early I get up, I'm ALWAYS late. Its like I spend for ever getting ready then I'm running out of the door making sure I've got everything I need, then I realise I've left my oyster card when I'm at the train station or left my coursework at home, then I run back home to get it, and when I finally do make it to the station, theres always delays or engineering works, then when I do finally get to Uni, I've missed the lecture. But today when I got halfway, I just came back home, sometimes I just get this feeling like "whats the point of all this"?. Going on the same bloody tube every day, doing the same work every day, meeting the same people, talking about some useless things that's not even exciting or important. I don't know what I'm going to be doing in the future because I'm finding travelling to Uni such a hustle and soo draining that the thought of working everyday and travelling everyday to get to some boring job is frightening.
On my way back home I saw an old Arab woman with her 30 something son, and I suddenly felt slightly jealous of her. They were on the Piccadilly line going to the airport. When ever I see old people, not old as in wrinkly old, but 40-60 year old people who are just taking life easy and have everything, I just wish I could be that. No need to be rushing around, getting sleepless nights working, revising because they already have everything they need. Ohh well, I better get back to doing these calculations, and ohh I forgot my darn calculator isn't working. Its like the 5th time this week I've had a bottle of water or drink spill in my bag. I'm always in a hurry and when ever I have a drink and put it in my bag, its ALWAYS seems to spill. Its kinda embarrassing i mean I'm meant to be an adult now and all my books look like a 5 year olds books. Ohh well I guess I'm cursed or something, but I'll have to use my phone's calculator today and this will take centuries to do, but that's life innit?
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