My parents are giving me an ultimatum: drop out from college to work in Dubai, drop out from college to work in the country while my parents will retire for good, drop out from college and be kicked out from home, drop out, or go to school next semester. It would be a simple decision really, if it weren’t for the fact that I have no place to go either way.
That side of the family isn’t friends with my side of the family. Dubai has too much tempations for a weak and easily distracted person like me. I still dont know what I want to do with my life, and I’m out of options in the meantime. (I’ve been getting a lot of Physics and higher Math stuff in my feed though, which gets some interesting ideas…)
Depression’s still eating me alive, which is the reason why I havent taken any make up exams or activities yet, or why I’m afraid of going out of the house because I might really run away like in my dreams, or why I am putting off the family tradition of working in the family business, or why I am neglecting all my writing projects.
I told my family I’d graduate within 7 years or less, since that’s more or less the average number of years an undergrad gets their degree in my university. A celebrity classmate of mine just graduated last week after 6 years. Another friend of mine got out after 8. Another one made it after 18 years.
If it would take me more than 7 years to get a degree, I’ll still do it. If it means I’ll have to apply in a science track, which I am not fond of but oddly good it, then so be it!
Dont’t worry, mom, dad. I’ll get my own sunflower, too. I’ll get that sablay as well. Just not today.
In less depressing news, I learned how to play the Imperial March and Game of Thrones opening theme. By ear. And I have not much experience with music at all. I’m working on Lux Aeterna right now. So yay me!