Head in the Game, Part 1…

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She sat down in an inconspicuous spot in the classroom. It was her first day and she didn’t want to stand out too much.

She had graduated college a couple months back and she had decided to study on to do her masters. She could have worked for some time, but some part of her had a feeling that she might not return to finish her masters if she did do that. So she had decided to slog on and finish her masters before settling down to start working.

And today, here she was, a foreign country where she knew no one. It was her first day, she hadn’t had the time to make any friends yet, but she wasn’t worried. She knew she had a lot of time for that. Besides, right now, her priorities were different.

She didn’t have a choice, she had to do well here.

She had passed out with a distinction from college, but she had screwed everything up in the last few months. There was very little left for her now. It had been way too hard for her to get here for her to screw it all up again. She didn’t have that luxury anymore.

If that was what was required of her, she would have to bite her teeth and give it her full.

And yet, a part of her wanted to relax. A part of her wanted to let go and be the kid she was. She wanted to stop being the mature one and just have fun. She wanted to make the mistakes that everyone else her age was. She wanted to be the kid she was.

She shook her head. It was best if she didn’t go thinking about all this right now. She had to keep her head in the game. If she let herself start thinking about everything in past, she knew it would be very hard for her to come back to the present.

She had to keep her head in the game…

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