Life | Third Year & Other Plans
I have this faded grey shirt that I bought when I was seventeen, it reads "Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans". I think that's John Lennon, or someone with equally as much life wisdom and street cred that they can emblazon it on a t-shirt. Awkward introductions over, hey, how have you been? Long time no see - hey, how've you been?
Me? I've been great, g-r-e-a-t thanks. The 4am bedtimes and 8am starts, the sleepless nights and rages when there are no computers free at the library, the enthusiasm of planning my own research question only to be quelled days later when I realise I'm accountable for all the statistics that go along with it... I am just great.
I don't mind that next door decided to play their music under my room until some ungodly hour in revenge of our house party last night, when I was the mo. That's fine. And I'm not at all complaining about my deadline-per-week during December, it's cool, I can manage.