The End or The Beginning?

Once upon a time when I had almost finished Year 12, I picked a degree from the University Entrance Guide and come January was offered a place.

I went along for my first year - Economics (pass), Marketing Principles (credit), Accounting (withdrew)... and then I left. I wasn't sure that a Marketing degree would satisfy me in life - did I really want to sell crap to people that don't need it? I did some other things for a while, I filed papers and answered phones and went to night school to learn Sign Language (?). I rode horses for 6 months and passed that course, and then I applied for the police force and got rejected. Not enough Life Experience.

So I went back to University. I had my eyes on the prize and I concentrated a little more - Communication (distinction), Accounting Round 2 (distinction), Statistics (high distinction) and slowly but surely I got through the coursework around my full time job. I managed to get to Hong Kong for a month and also to South Korea on some short exchanges, and finally fulfilled my goal to study overseas for a year.

I got some more Life Experience and I forgot about the police force. I developed other interests and I eventually found a job where I can use my evil marketing powers for good - getting other people to go away on exchange.

And so, last week, 7 years later, I finished.

I'd like to think it was the end of books and classes, but I have a feeling it may have only just begun.

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