The Graduate

Well, I've filled out my Graduate Audit Form (GAF) or the 'FAG' as Butti likes to call it. 180 units; no more, no less. I am officially a graduate now. What does it feel like? The same, more or less, except for the fact that I don't have to take any classes or check if I've successfully registered in all of my courses. Its a feeling of achievement and sorrow mixed together. Four of the most enjoyable years of my life have now come to an end.

Lets not get all too dramatic here. It's just another phase of life passing by. Its like when your dad sold off the old family car, the one you really loved, to get a better model. Its an upgrade. But you can't help but feel a bit gloomy. Im sure it'll pass by, just like everything else has so far.

Well, enough crying. I have somewhat of a plan for when I get back to Islamabad. There are a few things that I have in mind that I shall be doing when I get there (which should be Monday). Lets have a look at them.

1. Find a job. Aaaaaaaarrrgh. Something I have to do, regardless of anything. Preferably in a multi-national company paying me 40,000, with all the other benefits of a car, utility bills and a cell phone. Seriously, I could do with just the car :]

2. Turn my foxy into a sex-machine. I can't help it, I have a thing for beetles. OK, I'll admit that I have very little knowledge of how cars work, but this summer baby, it'll be just me and my foxy.

3. Axe myself to death. No, I don't mean it literally. I meant playing my beautiful shiny black guitar all summer. This time, I seriously am going to go crazy.

4. 24 24/7. Yeah, Im loaded with all 4 seasons of 24. Ill be watching that day and night, and when I'll run out of 24, then there is always the 4 seasons of scrubs that are also waiting to be watched.

5. GRE Prep. I know I have this in my list, and it probably has the least preference amongst all the other things that I have planned out but after thinking about it realistically, I have solemnly admitted that I may not have relinquished the status of a student for the last time. I will probably have to do my Masters in the near future, and I need to prepare for it.

Planning, Planning. I do it every year, every month, in fact every week. How much does go according to plan is a separate story. To be honest, I know that I'll be doing jack in the next few months. But let's see, this time I might end up with a 40k job!