Choose a social life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, choose a coming home at the end of the day without 400 pages of reading, choose bubble baths, fancy shower gels, leather couches, and
Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose being student loan free. Choose a starter home. Choose having time to see your friends.
Choose only having to look at microsoft word every 6 months if you want to . Choose having once consistent wardrobe and not the "normal human being look" and "hermit mode" . Choose holiday planning and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning without thinking "oh shit i have a paper due/ exam tuesday. Choose sitting on that couch watching BBC world news cause you can afford to get that from your cable compamy, and eating a steak pie . Choose going for a drink on a friday night without feeling guilty , having dinner party in you home, which consists more that 500 bags of crisps and different kids of cake guaranteed to induce diabetic shock. Choose your future. Choose life.
I chose not to choose life: I chose something else, I chose to be a student. And my reasons? I thought it would be a good idea, make lots of new friends grow, develop, push myself so I can get a career one day...... and it was a good idea for the most part.... except now where i'm craving a steak pie with mash can't afford steak.... beautiful steak (drool)....... and am convinced that Microsoft word was invented by the devil and am desperate for a social life that is more than doing homework in various locations with various people. But who needs or want any of that when you can pass out on a pile of text books and academic journal articles in your hermit clothes with a wisdom bun fully intact?
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