I always hate making big decisions. Where to go, what to buy, or not to buy. Actually, the not to buy bit doesn’t really cross my mind much. The money for that uber-yummy cake might well feed some African family for weeks, but can you eat them afterwards?
Anyway, this making big decisions thing is further hindered by my unshakeable feeling of being a cut above the rest. I know my head can’t get much bigger and all that, but it’s still there. I have no idea where it came from. One day, suddenly, whoa, I’m king of the earth. Or should be. Though it does help at job interviews and assignments and stuff. I’m practically certain I’ve come out in front. That is, if it’s one of those things I like doing. Though the fact that I’ve only been to one interview might have shored up that feeling quite a bit…
But what it does in making these huge fate of the universe changing decisions is create large-ish questions along the lines of “what if”. What if I did B instead of A? What if C is really the evil twin of A?
Just realised this post makes no sense. Tis about higher education.