So endeth the final full week at school, and next week will be my last days of higher education ever. It's a rather frightening prospect in some ways, but in others an interesting one. Life as a carefree pupil at school will end and life as a poor, politically-charged student will begin at the end of the summer. Of course, it could be worse. I could go off to become a professional chav or, worse, study Sociology. Regardless, a pivotal moment like this makes me look back on my life. Being the cynic, pessimistic nihilist I am, my life has been rather pointless and, other than to people close to me, it has had no effect on the world or universe as it is. Being the complete atheist I am I don't believe that I will ascend to any higher plane of existence, nor do I believe that I will reincarnate as some other animal. As much as I'd like to (I dislike the thought of death as much as anyone else), I'm the kind of person who won't believe in something unless there is genuine evidence to support it.
Anyway, I seem to have sidetracked, instead of reminiscing about the past I'm talking about all morbid stuff no person like me should even want to think of. Perhaps my lack of a decent memory has something to do with it. Anyway, I'll leave you all with one small nugget today:
"There are two types of people:
those who lose their train of thought,
"
