School started again today. For me, that means yet another year has gone by.
I was practicing for my interview today, and a possible question that came up in my practice was, “Where do you see yourself in ten years?”
I think I’m at a stage in my life where I still don’t know what I really want to do, but I’ve already committed to something. I’m a third year in college now. I kind of get the feeling that I’ve used up all the fun.
I suppose what happens happens.
On a different tangent, the start of school also means I get to see the bunch of bitches and assholes in my major. They’re not bad people and they’re somewhat decent to hang out with, but they seriously need to calm the freak down. Or maybe I just lack the “do anything to get ahead” and “your failure is my success” type of mentality.