permanent.

The writer of this comic strip knows me too well:

It’s been a recurring dream.  A couple of days ago, I found myself back in high school completing advanced courses because I had not met my university requirements. Another night, I was scouring the library for the last economics textbook for an upcoming exam. Talk about latent anxiety.

One reader puts things into perspective: “I had that dream for many years after college. It finally went away after several months of being retired.”

I can only imagine (or can I?) the mental transformations we undergo in university where the world revolves around standardized examinations and befriending professors. Good luck to my two younger sisters, one who just entered the rollercoaster, and the other who has a few years of anxious waiting.

And for some twisted reason, I am looking forward to graduate school.