Monday Blues? More Monday Snooze

Oh the semi-depressive life of a graduate! Don't wory, you've all got it to come! Everyone else has plans for a kayaking trip in Bali or a round the world bungee jump tour and you have... I hope the silence speaks volumes! It's cool, just working evenings or whatever for the first few months. Then you see the ever helpful reminders for the SLC that you have a £16k + debt looming over head, and the banks who so lovingly wooed you with railcards, popcorn makers, ipods and money, now start calling you the polite version of a 'rahtid likkle teef' and you're left to think, uni did not prepare me for this! Call me naive, because it's true in this case. I was just looking at the short term. Uni was prolonged adolescence with a Visa. Great stuff! So while I lie in on a monday morning and avoid rush hour, I'm left to think about friends who have spent 6 months finding shitty bank jobs or even shittier roles as RECRUITMENT CONSULTANTS (did I really apend three years at uni to help someone else find a better job than me? skht). The constant money, the routine, the suit, a whip all make my shabbily-assembled gap year look like, well, a shabbily - assembled gap year. Don't get it twisted, I'm dilligent in anything I put my mind to, so I could just get on with it, but I'm on the cusp of something new - higher responsibilty. I get the job and I feel hot with myself, get a car, insurance, couple credit cards, swap primarni for armani, a few holidays, a time-share, a yard - but then that's it - I'm gripped by the system, giving thanks for 23 days off a year ....and then I stop and think. I've got 40+ years of the 9 to 5, so let me take five, let the creditors keep going to voicemail, stop watching everyone else's situation and just give thanks that I'm in a position where I can take this time to really indulge my dreams and think of what I wanna do. Really, want to do. And I advise you hit snooze and do the same.