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Tuesday, 16 December 2014

My Tuesday Musings

It’s getting to that point in the year, where I save up the majority of my holidays, in order to do as little work as possible over the festive season. And today happens to be one of those days, in which I slept in till 10, had breakfast/brunch/lunch (not sure which it falls into by this point…) made for me by my lovely boyfriend, and intend to watch Elf wrapped up on the sofa with my favourite Yankee candle in full swing and copious amount of tea and biscuits. Ahhh bliss…

But the point of this blog wasn’t to give you all an hourly update of my day off, but to instead write about something that has been on my mind for a few days now.

On Saturday, me and the girls had our annual present swap and we got into our usual girlie conversation about marriage, weddings, babies, careers etc. After looking through a few instagrams of wedding dresses, bloggers, and Christmas ideas, we began to talk about the grand topic of being in your 20’s.

It sometimes comes as a surprise to me when I think about how I am actually 24. In my head I am still a 19-year-old university student (I say 19 as I didn’t go to Uni straight away) with no idea what I want to do with my life: to be honest, I can’t say too much has changed!

If I go back to my life when I was 19, I was studying Broadcast Journalism, in Nottingham, living in an old decrepit, student house that probably wasn’t fit to live in, wishing I had put more thought into where to go to university. After a few months of being utterly miserable, hating my course, my house and missing my friends and family, I decided to come home, which in hindsight, was probably the best decision I ever made. Within a couple of months, I’d got a job, a place at Manchester University studying English, and I was volunteering at any PR/Journalism/Marketing agency that would have me. Somehow it finally felt like I had some sort direction for once.

When I look back at it, 19 is quite a young age for so much to be going on in your life, and with most of my friends scattered about the country, it was a difficult time. A few months into my job at the call centre, one of my close friends came back to work there, which meant work was 100 times more fun! On one of the quieter days we started discussing where we thought our lives would be by the time we were 25, which at the time felt a million miles away.

In reality, it wasn’t. It is in fact next year for me, which in itself is scary enough – less than 6 months away. Not only this, but I will also be a quarter of a century old.

*Cue quarter life crisis*

But getting back…

During this conversation, we both thought at least one of us would be engaged/getting married, have our own house, a career, and maybe even have a baby on the way. And these are thoughts we weren’t alone in thinking.

But were our 19-year-old, naïve selves, so far wrong?

Most of my friends are working in jobs they like, some have gone back to university to study Post-grads and masters, and some have moved to the other side of the world. Some have bought houses, some are saving to buy houses and some are engaged. As a group of friends, we are all at different points in our lives; points that I’m sure I didn’t think I would be at when I was younger, but points I am happy to be at overall.

When I started university (again) at Manchester, I thought that I would sail through with countless work experiences and internships under my belt, and get the job of my dreams after studying hard for three years. In truth, this isn’t how it happened. As I’d studied Journalism previously, I spent a lot of my time trying to break into the ‘media’ industry by working at the Uni’s radio and TV stations. During the summer of my first year, I had barely any experience in this field, so I made the decision to pursue a career in PR. I was lucky enough to be selected for a marketing and events internship with Cancer Research UK for the duration of my second year, which helped me to understand how hard this industry was to crack - Just what you want to hear 2 years into your course! Finally, I changed my mind again (shock), and decided I wanted to work in the events industry, organising and coordinating large scale music and sporting events.

In my final semester, I applied for PR and marketing jobs, events jobs, and jobs at local newspapers, but I wasn’t getting anywhere. I continued to volunteer with Cancer Research UK and Forever Manchester as a digital marketer and event staff but by the time I had graduated, I had given up. I finally decided to take a job I was offered at the head office of the company I had worked at since I was 19, which obviously I was grateful for, even if it wasn’t related to what I wanted to do with my life. But then again, I was 22, and still didn’t really know what I wanted to do.

We’re unfortunate that we are studying and graduating in a time where there are not enough jobs to satisfy the number of graduates which finish university every year. We shouldn’t feel pressured to get our dream job as soon as we finish, and I know I’m not the only one to work in a job which is not only related to their degree, but also one that is a ‘stop-gap’. One that is a means to an end. One that pays the bills, and one that shows we weren’t just dossing around for 18 months after graduated – The CV filler.

When I was having a look around before writing this blog, I came across an article on the Guardian I remember reading when I was at uni… This article in fact, has a very realistic view of the dreaded ‘stop-gap’ jobs.

Sometimes when you work in a job that you don’t particularly like, or one that you didn’t see yourself working in during uni, it can be quite disheartening. But we have to remember that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, as cliché as it sounds. Even if you life isn’t going in the direction you once thought it would, it doesn’t mean it never will. And sometimes this can be the most exciting time of all. Even if it has been 2 years or 20 since you graduated, or maybe you never graduated at all, you never know what doors will open. Maybe that job you took when you were 21 will help you career somewhere along the line, maybe it wont. Only time will tell.

If my 19 year old self, dreaming of being a high-flying journalist living in London could see me now, taking a Tuesday off just before Christmas, wrapped up in her dressing gown and a blanket living 20 minutes from her parents, spending most of her time taking pictures of her cat, she probably would be surprised. My life has taken me to new highs and lows, and I’ve started a completely different chapter to what I once thought. But sometimes it’s fun to rewrite your journey.

For the first time ever, I am finally in a job that I like, in a stable relationship, with family and friends that I would do anything for, and when I think about all the things I have right now, I am so happy and blessed.


So for everyone who has helped me along the way to where I am now, I am truly thankful. For everyone who has been there for me through break-ups and make-ups, job interviews, job rejections, family crises and many more, you make me the person that I am. And although I never thought my life would pan out this way, I am happy that it did.




Cheers! x
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Saturday, 6 December 2014

Hey, It's Ok, it's Christmas!

Hey, it's ok...

To wear patterned jumpers, fleecy pjs and festive socks as soon as the clocks go back 
To secretly buy your friends presents that you want yourself
To accept the fact that after every meal, it’s mandatory to have a mince pie in order to keep the festive spirit high
To eat more cheese in a month than you have all year round
To enjoy the countdown to Christmas day more than Christmas day itself
To suspend anything remotely sparkly from every surface in your house
To give up even trying to count calories
To get a fake tree after expressing how much you like real ones all year long
To be overly excited that you can finally play your Christmas playlist which has been clogging up your phone since last year
To be smug that you bought all your presents before everyone else you know
To fear the Monday after the Christmas party
To max out your credit card by December 5th enjoying all the festive loveliness
To coat your nails in a different glitter varnish, every time you paint them
To drink anything with the words ‘toffee, peppermint, gingerbread, hazelnut, almond’ in front of it, religiously
To dread the question 'what are you doing for new year's'
To find it incredibly hard to only spend a fiver on your secret santa, who you barely know..
To secretly want to send Christmas cards from your cat
To resent the fact you live in a flat and not somewhere with a real log fire place :(


Merry Christmas Everyone! x
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