post A level life is an empty void. you get to work, hoping to earn some buck to upkeep your expensive or not-so-expensive lifestyle and not be a leech off your parents. you knock off feeling like a tired dimwit, decide to head back home looking to food and the television for comfort, and then hit the bed for it is another early morning tomorrow. this meaningless cycle repeats itself day after day. Weekends? you try to get some rest, do something you like and squeeze all your plans into those 2 days. plans that had to be made months in advance.
i'm not saying work is a chore or a bore. i guess everything needs getting used to. but i'd gladly trade a working day - yes, even if it means waking up at 6am, for a school one. this meaningless void is indescribable. arguably, it's how you make it fulfilling. yet, be it serving customers or sitting in front of the computer the entire day, it somehow seeps even the slightest bit of energy you have left out of you. the computer is your pseudo best friend; until it crashes on you. and human contact is minimal, much less the acquisition of knowledge. perhaps it is this stagnation of the mind i am frustrated with.
i miss school. and i can't wait to get back. i'd probably love to study all my life. i know i'd never make it up the corporate ladder. but there is more to life than chasing the dollar, is there not? and i presume that's why our society is not reaching the cultured potential it can be. i know of many who have dreams of something, and rather give it up all for that dollar, the luxurious life. of course i'm not asking anyone to be a pauper. all i'm asking is, isn't a comfortable life living your dream more worthwhile than having a luxurious one?
I know my dad's pretty disappointed, knowing I'd never strike it big (financial wise), but thankfully he understands. There're more important things I need and want to do. It's a huge risk; life's one big one in itself anyway.
