The brain blast didn't come this morning as I'd've hoped for. I woke up just staring into the ceiling above me littered with the specks of colourful and oddly patterned stick-on stars and assortments with not a blip on what I actually planned on doing for the next 3 or 4 years of my life. It was a depressing morning this was. It's almost time for me to make up my muddled up mind and move on to the exciting phase of my life.
University life.
It sounded exciting to me when I was in secondary school as a pre-teen and prepubescent teenager later on. But now that I'm here, I don't get that feeling anymore. It's just dissipated into thin air. Now that's plain self-pity.
Anyway, I think after some long and hard thinking and pondering while watching Saturday morning cartoons and downing a large mug of coffee, I've pretty much made up my mind already. It's either a shrewd and cunning life in the dog-eat-dog world of business management or marketing and communications or the shady underground world of legal practice and litigation where everything is not as it seems.
Whatever it is, I'll just have to face up to it when the time finally arrives. This is almost as tough as making a choice between spaghetti carbonara and spaghetti bolognaise. They both seem the same and yet not the same.
Please ignore my lame attempt to sound utterly philosophical. The coffee must be diluting my brain to the size of a tissue pulp while the images of Dexter and DeeDee fighting are slowly siphoning away what's left of my consciousness.
Go visit Lemony Snicket's official book website if you're interested in the upcoming weirded out movie or just curious about what the books are about. Bye for now.
