This is me bitterly realizing that I wouldn't make as much money as a commerce student when I graduate from uni. This is me realizing that I should have studied to become an investment banker instead. With my dad's connections, and my above-average mathematics skills, I think I could wing it. I think. I know that the whole worldwide economic meltdown is going to make the job market in that field so much tighter, but it will turn around. And when we've run out of oil, all the money's still going to be there. We'd probably be trading beetroots and carrots by then, but eh, there will still be money going around.

Why the fuck am I studying rocks? Rocks are awesome, and I'm reasonably good at it, but I like the idea of jetsetting around the world on business trips and screwing local girls. And plenty of them. Why the fuck am I studying rocks?! Ah, fuck this idealism.

I think I'd rather drown in a sea of pussy and dollars.

In a sea of..