Er...
Well...
I am perhaps feeling a
little stung about this at the moment, as the first two lovely days
of May have been Monday and Tuesday, i.e. working days. This means a
lot of looking out of the window and sighing, and thinking longingly
of the pub beer garden. It's day like this when being a graduate
really sucks. Remember long, hot summers? With no work to do? Oh, the
happier days of being a student. You don't even need money to sit in
a park!
As such, I am
physically forcing myself to think through these statements
logically. The vast majority of students work during their summer
holidays. I did. I used to think longingly of beer gardens then, too.
Okay, it did have the massive advantage of being part-time work,
therefore increasing my drinking time, but I lived at home and my
mother can be quite judgemental when you roll through the front door
smelling of rosè wine. If
I didn't work, I would have no money for drinking. This is logical.
Plus, exams are still
ongoing for many people. I spent seven years of my life doing summer
time exams. NINE. Okay, the lure of the beer garden wasn't quite so
strong during my GCSEs, but the longing to be outside and enjoying
the sun was still as strong. I can come home and not revise. I've
spent three years not revising, and I am 100% happy with this as a
fact. It's probably the best bit about being a graduate during the
summer time.
And the weekends still
exist, after all. I can sit in a park during the weekend, with a
book, and relax as much as I want. Okay, I have to walk to the park
which involves putting on slightly neater clothes than going into the
garden at my parent's house, but, well, it's still a day, isn't it?
…
Okay, I give up. I'm
grasping at straws. Being a graduate on a hot sunny day when you have
to spend all day in work and are generally too tired in the evening
to go out sucks, particularly when you have to think about student
days through rose (or indeed, rosè)
tinted glasses.
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