The UK has been a lot of things, many of which I never expected, but that's a post for another day.
School has been well....school (I still call it 'school' out of habit), still within the endless mantra of slack-study-exams. Just come off the exams bit in November and still comfortably in the slack part, but hey it's Christmas/New Year. However I do know I am inching closer towards this thing called completion and graduation. Just well..bloody Psych to tackle. And some more.
We're at these stages of life. I never realized it, yet I did all along. Many of my non-5-year-critical-course friends have graduated and are working. Some are attached, some are not. There seems to be a spree of engagement proposals amongst the mid-twenties people and it hit me that in about 5 years or less it would happen to us, the 1989ers.
Getting to Uni, graduating from Uni, entering the workforce, getting married, having kids. I'm just at that point where each and every single one of these things are inevitable (though am thankfully(??) still stuck at the first part). It will happen. I know it, but it still amazes me that the past 6 years or so has gone the way it has, and that I'm no longer 16 without a care in the world (except SPM).
Sometimes I think about the future. But it's all so big, so rife with uncertainties that I revert back to my old 'deal with the present' and 'cross the bridge when I get there' mantra. I have a sort of idea of what I'd like my future to be, but I'm taking that as a huge bucketful of salt, because well, no one knows what the future'll be like.
I know I'm sounding like a misty-eyed Doc Brown going the future....I can tell you all about the future....but truth is I just woke up to a cloudy New Year's Eve feeling...odd. So I opened a new tab and rambled. No plans for anything tonight. I remember what I was doing last year. I was at my dad's friends place drinking wine and eating peanuts. Frankly the countdown was a little anticlimatic, but aren't they all?
Happy New Year for now.