When you go into a sushi restaurant and order one of the specialty rolls, they’re always bigger than you expect, and much bigger than anything you planned on attempting to eat. You sit there determining how may be the best way to fit this stupidly big piece of sushi in your mouth, torn between your desire to eat and your inability to comprehend how this will actually work.
That’s kind of like my work ethic. I make a decision, much like choosing to order the specialty roll with the pieces too big to fit in my mouth without looking silly, and then I follow through, no matter how much pain (or choking in the case of sushi) I may suffer. I think it’s the sink or swim mentality, but I’ve never done anything half assed.
Skip to my summer plans: I’ve decided I’m going to do a second degree in mining engineering; however, I need to upgrade my high school courses since I graduated oh-so-long ago. Therefore, I’m going to be taking Math 11, Math 12, Calculus 12, Physics 11, Physics 12, Chemistry 11, and Chemistry 12 while working full time at a sports bar during playoff season. Right now I’m staring at the piece of sushi, as soon as exams are over it’s going in my mouth and I’m just going to hope I don’t choke and die (figuratively, of course).
It’s my last formal before graduation, I’m both excited and devastated. But, here’s to a good night!