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dream_labyrinth) wrote2004-06-05 05:37 pm
dream_labyrinth) wrote2004-06-05 05:37 pm
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Beginnings - and ends
Well, for somebody who never managed to write a diary regularly, starting a journal on the web seems a little strange. I could be overestimating myself and never write anything again.
But no, not really. I love to talk, I do talk a lot about myself, and this is the perfect place to do it, as my poor readers can't give any feedback dangerous to me, like kicking my butt for gabbing. They also can read only a few lines at a time, much better than having me actually talk to them for hours on end...
Well, we'll see how this works out.
Yesterday, I handed in my last, final, never-again examination paper. Hopefully it will be the last. That means the end of my time in university is coming. It's a weird feeling. I mean, for the past 16 years, I've had some kind of schooling. That's not including Kindergarten. And now it's all over. I'm expected to find a job, earn money, move into my own apartment, all that stuff. I'll have to pay taxes, get my own insurance, and most likely my parents will be far far away. I don't expect to find a job anywhere near my home town. Don't get me wrong, it's exciting to move on with my life, and yes, one day I'd love to go to Maine and live there. But somehow, my dreams about living on my own never included the moving-out part of the story.
Plain and simple, I'm lost. I am a little scared, too, as I don't know how this will all work out. Germany's unemployment rates are soaring, and
"I don't ever want to play the part
of a statistic on a government chart."
(That's from The Police: Invisible Sun)
But I might not have the choice. I don't mean to brag, but I never really failed in anything that had to do with school or work or anything you could handle with brain power. (As long as it wasn't mathematics)
I know that not getting a job isn't the end of the world, but I never made the experience. There's a huge difference between knowing something in your head and knowing it in your heart...
Wow, what a negative way of getting started. But hey, a journal is about telling what you feel, and this is what I feel right now. Maybe it's because of the bad weather. It has been raining pretty much all day today, and I need the sun to feel comfortable.
Anyway, I'll wait for a better mood to write more.
Thanks for reading, guys.
But no, not really. I love to talk, I do talk a lot about myself, and this is the perfect place to do it, as my poor readers can't give any feedback dangerous to me, like kicking my butt for gabbing. They also can read only a few lines at a time, much better than having me actually talk to them for hours on end...
Well, we'll see how this works out.
Yesterday, I handed in my last, final, never-again examination paper. Hopefully it will be the last. That means the end of my time in university is coming. It's a weird feeling. I mean, for the past 16 years, I've had some kind of schooling. That's not including Kindergarten. And now it's all over. I'm expected to find a job, earn money, move into my own apartment, all that stuff. I'll have to pay taxes, get my own insurance, and most likely my parents will be far far away. I don't expect to find a job anywhere near my home town. Don't get me wrong, it's exciting to move on with my life, and yes, one day I'd love to go to Maine and live there. But somehow, my dreams about living on my own never included the moving-out part of the story.
Plain and simple, I'm lost. I am a little scared, too, as I don't know how this will all work out. Germany's unemployment rates are soaring, and
"I don't ever want to play the part
of a statistic on a government chart."
(That's from The Police: Invisible Sun)
But I might not have the choice. I don't mean to brag, but I never really failed in anything that had to do with school or work or anything you could handle with brain power. (As long as it wasn't mathematics)
I know that not getting a job isn't the end of the world, but I never made the experience. There's a huge difference between knowing something in your head and knowing it in your heart...
Wow, what a negative way of getting started. But hey, a journal is about telling what you feel, and this is what I feel right now. Maybe it's because of the bad weather. It has been raining pretty much all day today, and I need the sun to feel comfortable.
Anyway, I'll wait for a better mood to write more.
Thanks for reading, guys.