The future

I had just managed to chill down over my books and all the other shit when it came today. The newspaper.
Picked it up and started reading in the elevator (when you're living on the ninth floor you can easily squeese in some reading time) and there it was. Högskoleverket made their annual report of wich are the hottest future jobs and wich are the schools most likely to lead to those jobs. Guess who's school or career didn't have a place in neither one of the categories?

I know. It's way to early to start fussing about this. But somehow, it will always lie in the back of my head. And it's hard to work up an enthusiasm if you know that your chances to get a job are 50-60%.

Maybe I should just approach my brother's relaxed attitude to life. When you ask him what he would like to do in the future, he simply responds: "pensioner". That way, he can continue living for his passions here in life, playing computer games and eat noodles.
It's not that surprising that his favourite song is Bidragskungen by Las Palmas.

kungen av bidrag bryter inte mot nån lag
han äter sig mätt varje dag
han får och han tar, ja han är kungen av bidrag