I'm pretty sure I think too much. A good friend of mine once told me that "thinking only leads to suffering". I think there's something in that.
For now I'm down in Australia, beautiful warm Australia, and the only thing that I can think about is getting home. Cus every desition since I got here after christmas has led me from bad to worse. Atleast that's how it feels. The course didnt start as planned, or actually even at all. And of course there were bills and stuff waiting for me when I got back. Bye bye money. Naa, dont sweat it, I still got some left. Thing is that I've had some hasstle with getting the semester fee back. And the easiest way to get it back, is to invest it in a new education, because in doing that, the money wouldnt have to move. Seeing as it's one department that gets them in the first place, and they're in charge of all international student fee's.
Which begs the question, what the, pardon my french, FUCK am I going to do now? Veterinarian lies close to my heart, but the thought of spending a year or two studying the way cows eat grass isn't very appealing. Mom and dad keeps saying I should go for Political Science. And sure, it does interest me, but where does it take me? Not sure. And somewhere it feels like I've been running from that, all along, wanting to do something different, wanting to do something cool. But I'll probobly end up as a polititian anyway. Why fight it huh? ^^
So I figure I've got a few options.
a) Get in to Uni to study either vet or PS or something else. I am indeed interested in becoming a Game developer. Not sure if that's what I should do though.
b) Get a temporary work visa.
c) Go home to Sweden.
Going back home seems appealing, but we have several readers, and many of you, are probobly following my life down under a bit "too close". Going back home now would be admitting defeat, and returning to nothing. Sure there's the dogs and all. But there's no jobs, and as I've got no qualifications yet either, going home would lead nowhere.
I'm not entirely sure about this statement, but I do believe that less options would have been more comfortable. :P
And I am sure that I probobly should have lived a thousand years ago instead of now. In which case I would already have a farm, wife and kids. Work the farm, get the food. Survive. Pretty basic. Instead of going to school, going to high school, going to Uni, and with some luck, find a job that probobly doesnt benefit anyone, get a wife, get kids, grow old, get retired, grow older, die.
Sorry but that's life if you break it down :P There are happy moments, definitly. They just havnt havnt been around me too much since I arrived. So tomorrow I've got a meeting that might decide my future. I will probobly keep you posted, wont be much text I reckon, but just to let y'all know what's happening.
It's sunday, it's late and I'm tired. But the night is always darkest just before dawn, and better times are comming. If not I'm gonna have a beef with the man upstairs when I get there!
Having this feeling of beeing pushed out of the nest isnt very nice. I have to spread my winds and fly, but it seems this far, I've only hit several branches on my way down. And to steal a quote from a movie I saw recently, "It's time to Nut-up or shut-up!"
This is John
Thanks for reading. Untill next time:
John Out.