a good friend of mine who had recently graduated rang me up the other day and happily laid down an invitation to my current greatest apprehension in one opening sentence, without warning. in fact, without so much as a hello.

"eh angel you free tommorrow come career fair with me."

oh so much emotions that could be triggered off in 10 little unpunctuated singlish-ed words. and it wasn't even an invitation. it was, rather, an statement. she'd thought this was an invitation i would never even begin to think of passing up. after getting over my initial shock, all i could muster was a feeble (and admittedly whiny) "but i haven't even graduated yet", which of course, catalysed the lecture i knew was coming.

man. seems like i just started my 3 year course and already i'm graduating in less than 3 months. on the one hand, i am pretty excited about exploring new grounds, gaining new insights, seeing what the working world is like and most superficially (importantly?), getting those oh so desirable paychecks to buy them oh so desirable goods i usually just lust after in the store windows.

on the other hand, i really don't want to graduate. not because i don't want to work because i do, but because its the end of just lounging around the arts canteen with friends for hours on end, or at holland doing the exact same nothing, living off parents (or brother) and meagre tuiton money and not having BEING A RESPONSIBLE ADULT AND MAKING A LIVING hanging over our heads. bye bye 3 month holidays.

needless to say i made some loose half-baked excuse for not going to the career fair with my very disapproving friend. i don't think i'm ready to face this huge change just as yet, but i'm sure when the time comes, going out to get a job will be as exciting and stimulating as going to Popular bookstore and getting that pen i'll need for the exams. but for now, i think i'll be contented with my Jane Austen, the biggest worry being getting meals for my mom and writing the next major essay. i don't think i've enjoyed reading for school as much as right at this moment.

ask me again when i actually sit down and READ Jane Austen.