All through our time at school, we are constantly bombarded by queries of “what do you want to be when you grow up?”, and this is something that only gets more intense as you move up the school. Now more than ever, with only a few months left before I have to start applying for university, I’m being constantly questioned about what I want to do next and to be completely honest, it is terrifying. I don’t even know what I’m going to do tomorrow let alone what I’m going to do next year which dictates what I do the year after next which dictates what I do in five years time.. and you get my point. With exams next month, I’ve started to think about what I want to do in summer and even started planning what to do in my gap year that I’ll hopefully be taking the year after next, and while it’s really scary, I’m also ridiculously excited.
For those of you who did the same GCSE English Literature course as I did, you will no doubt recognise the quote that I used as the title of this post from the poem ‘To His Coy Mistress’. Whilst this poem used it in a rather creepy way, I really love this quote as it pretty much describes my life; there are so many things I would love to do with my life if I had the time and money. I don’t know if many of you have looked at my bucket list page on here, but I love to compile lists of things I would love to do, in the hopes that this might actually help me achieve them. Whether this works or not.. who knows. But it’s the reason that I pushed myself to skydive for charity last summer and the same reason I am doing many of the things I have planned for my gap year (interrailing, volunteering abroad, living in France). I am one of those people that is just so easily bored by my simple life in the bubble of Marlborough where everything is easy and repetitive and safe- I guess you could say that I just want some adventure, in any shape or form that comes along. I find it hard to comprehend the people that have no desire to see the world or experience new things because to be quite frank, what else is there to get excited about in this world? Whilst ‘new things’ for some people is very different to others, it doesn’t matter what kind of scale we are talking about, just simply the idea that you wish to challenge yourself or do something out of your comfort zone. Either that or you can just trundle along through life not questioning everything, just taking what you’re handed and asking for nothing else. But how incredibly boring is that?
I’d be really interested in hearing what other people think about this, is it just me that can’t stand the fact of spending my life in a repetitive cycle of eat sleep work repeat? Also what kind of things do you have that you want to accomplish, perhaps a sort of bucket list of your own? Maybe this is just me, over-thinking everything as usual.. but if it means that my life is a hell of a lot more interesting as a result, then so be it.