Thursday 25 February 1988

Usually, Thursday was always such a good day for me.  This was never the case in a half term though.  Whereas usually it means Friday is just around the corner and the weekend not long behind it, during half term it means that we’re nearly at the point that it’s time to go back to school / college.  Today I finally woke up to the fact that I’d better do some work, but gave up because I couldn’t concentrate due to the fact that ‘IT IS SO BORING.’  I’ve given this a lot of thought in the intervening years (and written about it here on this very website), but I really do think that I made the wrong choices for my A Levels and subsequent study.  I really didn’t enjoy what I was doing so therefore it was boring and as a result I didn’t put in the work that I needed in order to make a success of my studies.  My eventual entry into the world of work left me in a job that was boring and uninspiring too – but of course by then I had a certain lifestyle to maintain so I had no choice but to knuckle down.  If only, if only…

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