Graduation and a little navel gazing

That day has finally arrived, I had considered not to write a self-congratulatory post but ahhh fuck it! I want to.

I will be graduating from Uni tomorrow with a Masters degree, it had been something I wanted to do for a long time. My original reason was to show off in an attempt to appear superior to other people. However the past few years had changed me a great deal.

Without going into detail, my reasons for getting the degree had changed and had come to the realisation that I did it for myself. Not to show it off, not to brag about it (a little ironic writing about it in my blog), not to rub it into other people's noses.

It was for myself, and it was also in hope that it will open up new opportunities on the job front.

My mother's death had sort of put some aspects of my life into perspective and made me realise that getting this degree now is of little importance. I realised that I'm shit at forming relationships with people, even friendships.

So, my new goal is to work on a different kind of degree, to learn about people & socialising. Something I've neglected to learn over the years while hunched over the keyboard and staring in front of a computer monitor.

Here's hoping...