A Career Change

This title is misleading only because I have not had one career change, but several ones, since… forever. Today, I’d just like to share with you my surprisingly consistent career changes throughout my 1.5 years in university so far, because I realized a weird pattern out of it.

I would have an epiphany about my future plans after every single semester at that very moment when we are all revising for exams. I am currently ending my third semester, therefore, I have had three career changes so far.

First semester:

Those of you who read my blog last year, you might remember that, after reading A Beautiful Mind, I was completely into becoming a researcher. Yes, that was my first change of career plans. It’s true that, apart from being a writer, which is a dream I will always have faith in, I did not have an exact fixed career path that I wanted to take in conjunction with my studies in Psychology and Arts.

starbucks and a beautiful mind

As I was sipping my Starbucks drink, I was dreaming about becoming a researcher in a fusion of arts and psychology, thus I was determined to finish my degree (a double major in Writing and Psychology) with High Distinctions so as to enroll in the Honours year, which would eventually lead me to my PhD. Perfect linear plan.

But the whole idea started becoming quite boring as I already knew where I would go.

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Losing Sight Of Your Priorities? Find Them Back!

I had a long weekend. Friday was a public holiday, here in Mauritius. Yet, as I’m writing this, on Monday morning, I realise that even though I should have had more time to do what I had to do, I in fact did not. I even didn’t have the time to check out WordPress and check my mail as I used to!

What happened exactly?

Well, on Friday, I got my hair cut (again haha, I tend to keep it as short as a boy’s), then since it was a holiday I went to my grandma’s and during my spare time, I blogged (my last post) and did Art homework. Fine.

It was on Saturday that I lost it.

My mind, I guess.

losing my mind

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The Most Tragic Love Story

Another Picture it & Write! And my contribution to this week’s picture…

girl suicides in bath tub

 

The most tragic of all love stories is one in which two people secretly love each other and yet…

Tracy thought that she had never met such a man as Kev. To any girl of the school, he was just like any other guy: not too muscular, nor too fragile; not too keen on sports, nor too geeky; not too handsome, nor too disgusting. He had plain dark eyes and hair, and his dressing code was rather the same every day: a boring T-shirt and a used pair of jeans.

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