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They’ll know that all degrees — at least all degrees that aren’t math, engineering, etc. — are worth less than tissue paper. They’ll know that deans and college administrators are the world’s greatest conmen, convincing millions to sacrifice $30,000+ and enter indentured servitude for a tacky-looking piece of paper.

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Impending Birthday

I’m turning 24 this week. Even since I turned 21, I have not looked forward to getting older.

Becoming older means less time to become successful. I like the idea of being very successful. So as I get older, the need to do even more amazing things grows exponentially. I am now aiming to visit thirty different countries before I reach the age of 30 and I would also like to be earning more than 300k per annum by the time I reach that milestone.

Aging also scares me because I’m worried that I am running out of time to become a mother. I have a somewhat irrational fear of being an older mother and I have always envisioned having my first and only child before the age of 28. Four years is not exactly a lot of time to find a compatible spouse, learn to trust one another, get married, and become pregnant.

Sometimes I also feel as if I’m aging faster than I am maturing. The fact that I’m celebrating my birthday this year with Buff Guy is probably a testament to this theory. We are ‘eloping’ for two days because as far as everyone else is concerned, we are still ex’s. Actually, even as far as we are concerned, we are still ex’s.

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Oh Dear!


One of my friends just shared this gem of a website on FB.

Make it a priority to check it out because I seriously don’t know how long they will be allowed to keep doing what they are doing.

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Other People’s Lives

My friend and his gf recently broke up. They are both smart, family oriented, Christian, and I thought they were the perfect couple. Watching them together used to make me envious because their relationship seemed so flawless. But it seems like it wasn’t quite so. Someone cited her unreasonable expectations as a reason for their breakup, and he had previously lamented about her limited ambitions.

As an outsider, both of those explanations seemed equally ridiculous. He is one of the nicest guys that I know and I could not imagine him ever being unwilling to do anything for her. She is a diligent student and had just completed an tax internship within at a Big4 firm. If ambition is what he wants, perhaps he’d have to date another banker next.

I was reminded of another friend who also broke up with his gf a couple of years ago. They seemed so happy together and suited each other in so many ways. I also thought that they had the perfect thing going, and then one summer, they suddenly broke up.

The breakdown of other peoples’ relationships always make me question my own. I can’t help but compare the dynamics and wonder if what I have is destined for a similar ending. Buff Guy picked up on my sudden change and asked me why I was withdrawn. I tried to explain it to him, but I don’t think he understood.

On a merrier note, one of my other friends has tentatively begun a new relationship and she seems absolutely ecstatic about it. I’m happy that she’s finally found someone, and hope that she can take good care of herself. He seems like a nice guy, but whether or not he would be a good bf is an unknown. Although, there will be plenty of us ready to break his balls if he doesn’t take proper care of her.

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Gold Digger

I relish the fact that I don’t look like a banker, nor behave like one (in purely social situations). I prefer the guise of being perceived as clueless. I think of it as under-promising and over-delivering. Being regarded as such tends to give me better leverage, and I do love the way boys squirm when they realise what I actually do, especially after they’ve made the mistake of assuming otherwise.

Recently, some BSD at a party overheard a snippet of my conversation and interrupted with something along the lines of: “oh they have a name for girls like that”. BSD felt the need to clarify exactly what type of girl he was referring to by explaining that: “they are called gold diggers”. BSD evidently thought I was a gold digger trying to pick up bankers.

I sweetly asked whether I would still be a gold digger if I was going to earn just as much doing the same thing. The look on BSD’s face was worth every ounce of crudeness that I had packed into my retort. He then profusely tried to cover his blunder by asking me various work related questions. Yawn.

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