Tag: panic

Chrono-syntacic Infandibulum Link #10

This link here expresses quite nicely the sheer and utter panic that’s been dominating any kind of thoughts about what to do once I graduate in 2013.

I know I still have this year to finish and then another year (now worth a wonderful 50% of my entire degree /grumble) to pass, but it still creeps in.

I’d also like to point out that languages and linguistics don’t actually appear on this; it’s mostly dealing with the Sciences and Pseudo-Sciences.

So, ner.

Here, have a possum.

Harro
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Inane Whittering #10

So, I should probably be sleeping right now, but as usual I’m hoping that by not sleeping, I’ll somehow avoid tomorrow. Although I’m that sleep-deprived that I just wrote “so I’ll avoid yesterday”. Interesting idea, that.

I move to Munich tomorrow and I’m at that weird stage where you have doubts, the “I want to stay here with people I know” and all the other sentimental stuff.

I don’t like it. I can’t say good-bye at the best of times, let alone casually say bye to my parents for the best part of a year. Okay, I know I have Skype and the interweb and other weird and wonderful things that technology gives you to keep in contact. 10-15 years ago, I would have gone and relied on letters to keep in touch. So things could be a lot worse.

So I’m currently telling myself that I managed work experience at 15, flew out alone to the middle of nowhere in France to near strangers, had a pay-phone as my only means of contact, spoke rudimentary French (at best) and stayed with people who spoke no English: I can do this.

Maybe.

In any case, I’ll not have internet until Wednesday evening/Thursday, and I have to make my way through the German Jungle of Bureaucracy.

So, farewell land of tea and crumpets. Right, München, you Bavarian Beer Monster, let’s be having you.

travelling Roo
See you soon :)