My life after 8th Feb
Because I have no idea what am I going to do. I have air flights tickets booked for Phuket in April and Switzerland in Aug but IT. IS. NOT. ENOUGH. Because I have no idea how long am I going to extend my internship for. Because all these talks about college and universities is killing me because I don't know what to apply for, I don't know what am I even taking a degree for. For education or to find a job? Hate everyone talking about applying to here and there and everywhere because fuck you for having directions in life. And maybe this is where the local education system is flawed because either you can survive with your good GPA and get into a local uni or spend all of your parents' money in a uni overseas or settle for some lousy uni at freaking SIM or MDIS or whatever. Seriously fuck the system. So for the unhappy ones like me without a good GPA, where does that leave us? Sweep the streets? Take a student loan and be in debt for the rest of my life? Live off my parents like I haven't done that already? What else is there for me to do? Get a job? Sure let's get one that pays fucking peanuts because OH LOOK I DON'T HAVE A DEGREE OF COURSE THEY PAY ME FUCKING PEANUTS. So who shall I blame next? Everyone around me because that's how easy it is to play this blame game. The government too for all their stupid laws. The politics of this country because everyone claimed to make your life better but obviously it isn't happening I AM COMPLAINING ABOUT EVERYTHING HOW IS MY LIFE BETTER?Maybe my life would be better knowing that I won't be alone, that I can't be the only one who feels this way, at the non-receiving end of life.
So after the chunk above all I can go now is open a new tab with Google, and type in words that could possibly change my life from here onwards. Life still goes on. Life must go on, until my very last breath.