Last night I had a dream - I dreamt that I was just finishing year 12, and running around the gardens of my old highschool and getting excited with my friends thinking "wow! we're going to start uni soon!"..
I woke up and I actually had a little sunken feeling in me. Only a bit over 5 years ago, I was getting excited about starting uni. And now that I've finished, I'm not sure whether I have something to look forward to.
I know they say that life is a bundle of surprises and that it's the greatest journey that one will ever live. But back then, I was so sure of things - so sure that I would spend a few years at uni, so sure that I would have a carefree uni student life, and so sure that the people around me would remain just that.
Now, I am sure that I will go to work every morning at 8am, and I'm certain that I will probably work for at least one more year. But beyond that, there are so many uncertainties. There's the uncertainties with changing faces and who will be there as things change - with boyfriends moving away, with friends moving east and overseas; there's the uncertainties of careers - i've never been one to know exactly what i wanted to do - more so, i'd say i'm a drifter; and the uncertainty of what's around the corner.
I used to be excited about all this. But now, I'm a little apprehensive, and a little scared even. I just hope that the future out there is just as great as the past has been :)