Money Money Money

This is a first.

I want to blog. But I have no idea what to blog about. Weird.

I have finally made a decision though. I'm going to be working for a year and then studying further. Contingent on my getting into a good journalism school that is.

All this CV making and job hunting makes me feel terribly grown up. And not necessarily in a good way.

Its a time to face up to responsibilities, to shoulder some burdens and to walk on. And to let go of the carefree days of yore.

But on the other hand, I will be earning lots of money, (see how good I am at deluding myself), and I will be able to buy myself lots of things. First on the list of which is a new bike.

Yay!

Comments

Perakath said…

Most people look for a job before they graduate :) but good luck!

Bike-- motor, or regular?

17 July 2008 at 00:32

Jeevan said…

All the best wishes for your further steps on studies, job hunting and bike owning :)

17 July 2008 at 13:29

Xorkes said…

aaah bike huh??
good good.. temme when u get it!!

22 July 2008 at 12:55

Gentle Whispers said…

@ Perakath : I have graduated. Just a month back.

And a regular bike for now. A scooter most probably. A motor bike a little bit later maybe. My dad has a Yezdi I'm dying to get my hands on.

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