AT LONG LAST.

CONVO.

Yes, two years on, I miraculously by His grace and mercy graduated. Studying part-time at night while working full time in a very demanding job (which I had naively accepted back then thinking it would be just-another-nine-to-five-clerical job that would allow me study time, but I couldn't be more wrong) - was probably be the craziest thing I've done so far. Not crazy in terms of bravery (although yes, you do need some bravery somehow - oh never mind) but more like, mad-hectic-topsy-turvy-with-schedules-that-clashed-nonstop crazy.

In the last 3 years, I have slipped into my little corner of the world and became the infamous Miss Busy as a Bee with almost no social life. Friends complained that I'm forever engaged with something and don't meet up enough. The family laments at how they feel like they're taking the degree as well as they had to on many occasions wake up in the middle of the night to find me slumped on my laptop and try all means and ways to get sleeping beauty to wake up and continue with her barely-half-written assignments.

And it didn't help that because I'm such a Type-A person who is too meticulous for my own good. I would take much more time than others to vet through documents and to prepare them, going over each paragraph again and again to make improvements and then sometimes undo-ing all of it, only to repeat the process. As such, I often worked late voluntarily. As the work load increased, I began to spend like 70% of my life at work, often working till midnight. Madness.

So yes. I SURVIVED school. And I graduated with a BA Degree in Psychology with Sociology.

Now what?