I need to get back on the wagon somewhere after being shoved so roughly and rudely from it at the end of last term. Apparently I'm unemployable or something, and it's doing my nut. Although it's fair enough I guess, it's not like I've got any references or prior experience of a "proper" job, and it's not like they can glean what I'm like from an online application, is it? So, like I said, I think it's time for me to get a job. Otherwise I'll wind up in a year and a half's time with no job experience, a 2:2 at best and no prospects for the future, sat at home in Wakefield, ready to sponge off my mother for years.
I really don't want to be that person.
What I want is get a 2:1 and manage to get a job and save up; maybe not a gift of a job, but low down so I can work my way up through the ranks and really feel like I've achieved something. That's not to say anything on my life has been handed to me on a silver platter, but it's certainly been easier than hard so far, and I need to pull my finger out of my arse if I ever want to get anywhere.
My ultimate goal is to have a lovely little house, full of books and good movies and curios, the sound of my friends and the smells of good food and rich coffee. I know it's a cliche idea, but it's really what I want. And perhaps a dog or a rabbit to keep me company. I'm by no means ready to set up shop on my own yet, I'd get far too lonely I think. I struggle without company day-to-day as it is, but thankfully I've got a pretty solid network, and I'm so thankful for that. But yeah, a house and a job to keep me fed and watered and able to enjoy the little things. I don't want to have to struggle- I'm a creature of comfort you see.
Anyway, the crux of this post is to remind me that I do need to track down some form of employment, or volunteering. But paid preferably, as I said, I'm a creature of comfort.
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