Dear blog, I thought you were dead. You’re not.
The future. I think it speaks somewhat for itself. It is fear inducing to even the strongest of achievers, and equally scary to people who are young as it is to the old. I must firstly be frank here, and say that it was the recent episode of glee that has be feverishly typing at my computer, deep into the early hours of the morning. The future is becoming more and more of a recurring theme on the show, and I could certainly see the similarities between what I am experiencing now to what myself and others are undergoing. I feel like there is so much negativity that surrounds the phrase “where are you headed” and yet girlfriend, we’re actually heading towards the freaking yellow brick road. Or towards a successful career in business or to chase the American dream, or to Glen Innes to get a Mc Chicken burger, it’s your choice really. The reality is there is a road pointing in all directions possible, some good, some bad. Sometimes you will come to realise you are on the wrong road, and will do a dangerous maneuver, cutting across several lanes of traffic to leave that road and find another. I have had to drill it into my head that I won’t necessarily find myself on the right road in the beginning. This is where the stupid metaphors stop. RIP my friends. On a loosely related thought, Twitter sent me an epiphany recently, or rather made me aware of the ‘first world problems’ saying, in which many of our day to day traumatic experiences such as not being able to find the right ball dress, or falling down the stairs of our palatial Remuera mansions are actually problems only us in the first world get to experience. And when we say we are starving, that is technically a first world problem, as we are not literally starving like the folks over at the third world problems department. I mean seriously.
For the few of you who haven’t slipped into a coma from excitement at this post, I promise I have a point here. I became aware that complaining about the future and essentially tertiary study directions is a huge first world problem. We have something that so many people would dream to have that is pretty much laid out in front of us, like one of those meat plates at the Pak’n’Save deli. The ability to better yourself thorough education is awesome really. There is no punchline to this entry, I backspaced it. You are the weakest link, Goodbye.
Ben.
