I forgot what I had to say, but it's been an amazing month. I didn't get to post much or check my overflowing feeds or do some of the things I wanted to, but I feel like I've grown significantly. It was a great holiday and it's weird to be back to finish up my degree.
I think I'm more or less set on not practising, and Mother has suddenly changed her tune about me taking PLC and getting called first. Maybe she's really noticed that I don't want to, or maybe she's just doing this whole reverse psychology thing. Either way, I'm going to take it bluntly and not apply for a job. I'm thinking about all my options for further studies, and I'm not quite ready yet, I feel. Post-graduate studies aren't really my thing, you could say. And I should probably get a job so that I can partly fund my own expeditions and take the strain off Mother. Perhaps I really will join the mile high club (but not in that sense EW).
After all, it would afford me the lifestyle that I think I want. Irregular hours and not too much contact with people who would require effort; travelling all over but earning money at the same time. While it's not the most intellectually stimulating or fulfilling job, it does provide opportunities to develop my social and linguistic skills. I mean, I don't have to associate with the other flight crew if I don't want to. I probably wouldn't fit in anyway.
I should take the chance while I'm single, bold and relatively youthful. If not now, then when? But perhaps it would be premature to decide now. I should probably focus on the matters at hand, namely, graduating.
xo
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