Where have the year gone?! Or rather... yearS!
There has been so many changes to DeviantArt. I could barely recognize this place!
Not much has been happening in my life... and yet so many things have happened. I survived most part of University, and I'll be starting my final year next week.
To be honest, I'm terrified.
I've spent almost 20 years in 'school'. In perhaps, one more year, I'll be taking my first step into the working world where I shall work until my body can work no more before retreating to a life of retirement and wait to die.
I'm sure we all wake up to something on a daily basis. My parents for instance, wake up to go to work because they need the money to pay for their children's ridiculous tuition fees; I wake up to get my license to work so my parents hard earn cash will not go to waste. Others might wake up to a kiss on the lips, or to the excitement of a brand new day. But there are those who have nothing, no job to fullfill, no lover to hold, no meaning to exist, and I wonder what do they wake up to. Regret? Self-hate or hate to the rest of world? ...Emptiness? Those people must be so extremely lonely, that getting out of bed itself must take a huge effort!
I've watched people around me turn a dull shade of grey, and I'm wondering if I'll one day end up as one of the zombies society have carved us to be with their educational demands to fulfill what the majority wants. I don't want to be one among the billions of people that walk this earth. To put it simply, I want to be me.
Because very soon, I'll be taking my first step into the working world where I shall work until my body can work no more before retreating to a life of retirement and wait to die. And when I've gotten to that point of life, I hope to be able to say that I'm happy to have been alive.