Friday, September 26, 2008

Letter to Me

Dearest Me,

To quote the words of that dearest philosopher Jagger; “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you’ll get what you need.” A Ferrari F430, a beach house in the Maldives and Robbie Williams are found on the great list of things you “want”, but what you “need,” will only become apparent as time passes.
At the start of the year you’ll carry on with your swimming training, go to bed before 11 and judge people on their shoes. This may appear to be what you want in life, but after a while you’ll realise that the crux of your university experience relies solely on the hidden “needs” happening around you. . What you once wanted will become null and void, and what you now need is simple and social. I have learnt this fundamental lesson at Rhodes, hell, it’s varsity. The goal posts are supposed to move.
True test of academic character doesn’t come from working diligently everyday. It really comes from completing your 2000 word English essay in an hour before deadline because you were too busy watching “Gossip Girl” the night before. This is pressure, and dealing with it is a skill.
Coming to varsity, your mind will be plagued with fantasies of meeting your soul mate within the first week. You’ll recognise him by the large white horse he’s riding and bouquet of red roses in his arms. Wrong again. The man of your dreams turns out to be the random guy from the pub, who held your hair back while you were vomiting your nine tequilas into the bushes. Yip, your liver will end up moving out and into an old age home.
No worries my dear self, your goals and expectations will all change, but you won’t.
Welcome to varsity buddy, it’s what you need. Trust me.

Love you too much!
Des

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Des,

I loved your description of the perfect guy, Rhodes is definitely an eye-opener! After all, if a guy were to buy us roses here it would mean less beer money for the week so that's obviously out of the question. A gentleman here is considered someone who'll walk you to your door, none of those romantic fantasies. As for finding your soul mate in the first two weeks, very doubtful! It's a surprise if they even remember you after o-week. I've had a no relationship rule though for this year and it's been much easier to stick to than I thought. ;-)

I gave advice in mine about liver pills, clearly it's needed and you put it perfectly, the poor old age homes must be stocking up. These are the worst years of our livers life. I enjoyed your letter, full of the truth we never knew before. Thanks!

Luv Miss Babalas