This is it. In a few hours from now I'm officially starting to pitch in a great amount of time and effort in exchange for money, like the rest of the working world does. It is around 11 pm right now, and I start work at 2-fucking-am, ending at 11-bright-as-fuck-am. I thought I had everything anticipated, but this schedule is blowing all that I had expected away.
I hate it when I'm in that predicament... When you have no idea what you're risking your ass for. It's a pretty selfish ideal in some points of view, but ultimately practical nonetheless. Didn't some guy named Sun Tzu say that the more you know about who you face, the less you risk? Or are they doing this on purpose to see how 'flexible' I am?
Wow, I haven't even STARTED work and already I have some doubtful questions in my mind. Why can't I, like everyone else, just lower my pride and wing it?
God grant me patience. I'm taking the proverbial next step. Pity that I don't have anyone to chink beer mugs with at the moment.