“Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans..”

Christ. It’s been a busy .. uhhh.. 3 months. My dissertation has been handed in, I presented a poster about my project to people, and I handed in a big ass portfolio. Go me. I have to thank my awesome girlfriend Janet, as she helped me through it all, especially the more stressful times. Without her, I think I may have been a bald quivering mess, crying in a corner with pieces of a ripped up dissertation in my mouth.

Now I only have a couple of little pieces of work to do, and a presentation to do in front of 100 people (+____+). But those are non-issues, compared to the thing that comes after they are done.

I’m (re)joining real life.

UH. OH.

I’m scared. Even though I have almost finished my degree, I’m still unsure as to what I actually want to do with my life after I get the piece of paper that says “lulz gg pal u r teh gradu8″. I’m not sure about the Digital Forensics anymore (yes, that’s what my degree is in).. Some things about it really interest me (such as network security - which sadly was covered very little on the course), and some things bore me INTENSELY (investigating the contents of a hard disk for evidence of crimes). I just don’t have a LOVE for it, like you’d think one might. I don’t want to help single handedly end the fight against cyber terrorists with a PERL script.

My other options for jobs are:

1 - Become a bum

This one is not really a viable option. I want a decent amount of money, and I don’t want to sleep in a cardboard box.

2 - Whatever I can get.

This one could be good. I could end up choreographing a band of chipmunks dressed as women, in an all chipmunk version of GREASE. Though doing this, I could also end up counting the weekly total of paperclips that were used by our parent company in Whocares on their reports.

3 - Turn my skills into SKILLZ.

Create a trojan, gather a botnet, and DDOS big websites till they pay you to stop. The only downside to this is the high possibility that I will not feel safe in the shower for several years, due to SHANKIN BILL and STABBY MC KILLFACE.

4 - Start my own company.

I have many hair brained ideas, some of which are just retarded, and some of which are quite sensible. However, as I have between little and no confidence in my ability to succeed, these to me seem a little risky.

As usual, this post is pointless, and has no real content. To summarise:

I’m scared about getting a job, and starting a real life. But I’m also REALLY looking forward to getting a house and starting a life in a new town with my awesome girlfriend.