Care or eat a burger instead?

I was having lunch with some co-workers. We covered a lot of ground and it hit me out of nowhere that I'll miss these people.

But this was my decision. I want to tie up the loose ends before I take off onwards to a new adventure.

A friend with good intentions asked if I was maybe studying too much and if I was avoiding the real world by trying my hand at graduate school. I was miffed at first but now his question resonates through the heavily spider-web'd corners of my semi-peaceful mind.

Do I enjoy working? Not terribly but it isn't a bore. I seek more comfort in my academic books than in the dreary Monday morning traffic jams.

What do I want to do after grad school? Honestly, I don't know. Work I suppose. Find a 9-5 that pays enough for my new hobbies (participating in international marathons - yah I know I'm nowhere near an athlete yet), marry, buy a couple of horses and maybe pop-out a copy of me or the future-husband.

I turn 24 this year. I'm dreading it. I'm suppose to be settling down but the more I feel like I should be pinning my wandering arse firmly to a red-bricked white-picketed fence - heavily mortgaged house, the more I feel like bolting.

The horror stories my married friends tell me. The tales of being passover'd ala Christus at work. The credit card bills ALREADY haunting me and more of it to come with the future half gene'd mini-me's running around?!?!

Get me out of here!!!

Then the Viker laughs and tells me he doesn't want children just yet.

Besides my nearing quarter-life crisis, I'm pretty good. I'm gearing up to take part in the KL Marathon. Just the 5k run for now. I learned my lesson when it comes to my body. Moderation is good. I'm actually really pumped about it . This is the first time I'd be competing (on my own free will) in a sporting event.

Miracles never cease.

BTW, Malaysia's screwed. But it's all good. Cos it's not my problem.

We haz teh tecknologiez to rebuild him.

(-500 points if you don't get it)