It's been almost 10 years since I finished university.
I remember very clearly the feeling of joy when I finished my last Film History class. Such a stuffy course. So many antique movies. [And my God! Mortal Kombat is playing in theatres - why am I wasting my time with Stella Dallas??]
I remember very clearly what it felt like when I set down my pencil during my last exam. No more essays. Ever. No more artsy fartsy movies. Not one.
The real world looked pretty good to me.
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