Choose Life

I just finished my third year at Otago University studying Law, Art History, Politics and German. This year feels so immensely intense in retrospect, I'm exhausted to the bone. I don't know what my life means any more without an intense regiment, waking up early every morning, without the library, without cramming so many extra-curricular activities down my throat I could choke. Well I make it sound awful, but it wasn't. It was actually amazing. But that's the paradox. You want to do everything at the same time, you want it all, all the time, but then it's too much.

I'm taking next year off to work and live "in the real world". No 50 minute lectures, talking at me, stuff my head with knowledge for a test and forget it the next day (I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING FROM SECOND YEAR LAW) boredom. Actually, it's what you make it and any knowledge is fascinating and the world somehow has to have standards to show people are in some respects competent and have stamina and endurance, determination ad infinitum. There's a larger perspective to this Esther Greenwood, Holden Caulfield-esque angst and I get that. But it's time for a change.

Anyway. Once I rest, don't talk to anyone for a day, lie in the sun, cry, adapt to my new found freedom, I'll get back to you. Bones just need a bit getting used to.