Am generally too tired to do anything so I decided to set up my MacBook. It's cool. The screen is brighter, but it's harder to type, and harder to do the mouse clicking thing. They gave a free wireless mouse but I haven't gotten down to using it yet, because of the big "Microsoft" on it.
It's raining heavily.
I spent 1 hour of my free day sitting in an office going through the most painfully inane details of some application form. I also found out I have to start my lit review for my thesis, among the many other things to do. I carefully filed that away in one dark corner of my mind, an area that is expanding with every new thing I have to do but have not started on.
Just before I left the room, she said the most random thing.
"I feel sad to lose you to music."
After getting past how weird it sounded, I still didn't know what to say so I didn't say anything. And she just rambled,
"I know you have other interests, and social work is just an undergraduate degree...*makes dismissive motions with hands*
...but I'm not talking about social work per se, you could always become an academic or something..."
The ellipses were audible.
And with every second of non-response it was getting increasingly awkward.
So I started talking about the annoying MCYS woman, and how if doing social work means I'll screw myself up like her, I would kill myself first. She looked faintly amused. And then I made a hasty exit to avoid anymore questions.
This is the second time she's talking about this, and it just reinforced again the whole 'what am i doing in social work' feeling.
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