Good years bad years

I always had a theory that I have good years and bad years, alternating. But not necessarily one by one.

For instance, junior high was really bad. Prep year was ok, the rest was totally awful. And then high school was, well I don't know lifewise it was fantastic, academicwise it was hell. Last year of high school was vice versa.
Then university first year was pretty good, surprisingly good.
Second was bad.
Third was really great.
Fourth I don't remember.

Then first 3 years of ph.d. were pretty bad. Then it got better and better until I finally finished.

And then Dubai was luxury. 9 to 6 was a pretty good shift. (Though I was getting paid half of this)

Now I am here. Another bad year is in store. But thankfully K is not suffering with me as he is not the suffering kind. And because I would much rather suffer alone than drag him to my fate. From what I judge, it will be 2 bad years, and maybe more. Because it will definitely take me 2 years to catch up. And it always happens like that to me. It takes a while. I always thought that was because I went to school early. That accounts for one year and the other year is due to my dumbness.

This is it! I should have gone to school late instead of early! Then I could be absolutely the greatest student. Just like the guy in our prep class in junior high. He was repeating prep year. And thanks to him we could communicate with the ultra lovely Mrs. Just.

Problem is I don't think they give you 2 years in this workplace. 1 maybe. Just maybe.

Not to close on a bad note, I have some prospects for action in Seattle.

And on the 2nd day that I am taking the night head on with programming, I understand that I can not start before 22:30. And we will see just how far I will manage to go. The last my stupid script was not running since it could not find anything.