A time for vacation

It’s late at night, and once again I am crafting a blog. A lot of people attribute these late night thoughts to why they have insomnia – me included. Tonight, I wonder to myself if my past couple of weeks have been a complete waste.

The past week or so, I have fallen into a neat pattern of waking up late in the day to use the computer, then eating, then sleeping, and then the same cycle all over again. I just feel a little guilty about this. I know that I am graduating and that I should take a well-earned vacation, a couple months off before I start looking for jobs, but at the same time, with the job market so discouraging for new graduates, shouldn’t I work hard at applying for jobs instead of doing absolutely nothing at home?

I guess the smart thing to do is to balance both. Balance both this vacation (e.g. doing nothing but catching up on movies, TV shows, and video games I’ve missed out on the past year or so) and revamp and work on job applications at the same time. Applying to jobs doesn’t have to be a full-time job, so I should make it at least a semi-part-time one.

I have spoken to a lot of friends who have already graduated a long time ago, and they regret not taking a vacation in-between these stages of their life. “Enjoy it,” they tell me. And I really should. As someone who has been in university for so long, I really should. But as someone who has been in university for so long, I also feel that I am very behind, compared to other people my age, in experiencing what “real life” is. What the “real world” is like.

2014 will be a big year for me, I can feel it. Graduating, World Cup 2014, and hopefully, more travelling, and finding a full-time job… Apprehension is part of the journey, surely.

Ah, this blog has been all over the place. It’s only 3:45 AM, and I can already hear birds chirping on the trees outside my bedroom window. Time to actually sleep.

P.S. I really like this WordPress theme, but I’m unwilling to fork over $50 for a version that is responsive / mobile friendly. Darn it.

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