You would have thought I would have gotten over university. Apparently not, I still look on it fondly like it's a positive PTSD.
Just a quick thought was the fact that how my Uni mates have grown in slightly different directions. We only really had a couple things in common, everything else was debateable. Our goals and who we wanted to be seem different.
It's just quite interesting seeing the routes that everyone has taken. I think to my friends, the biggest factor they take away from me, is how much I hate my job. Perhaps I'm the kind of person who needs something to moan about, perhaps it makes me happy.
Self inflicted schadenfreude.
It is blatantly easy to stay where you are, rather than climb up the ladder of your aspiration. The most surprising thing is the fact that some people closest to me, try to hold me down. It is one grand fucking lie, when people say they only want the best for you, let me rephrase what they really mean:
I only want the best for you, within reason to myself.
Go up a few rungs, but don't push to the top.
It does not take long for a blog post to become derailed.
I honestly thought all this shit would be easy when I was at University, and at the moment, it isn't even hard.
