Another long gap

It’s been a very busy few weeks once again…But this weekend is a sad and special occasion.

Tomorrow the halls at Edge Hill campus are vacated, and this means my darling Joseph will be leaving and returning home. I will miss him dearly, and look forward to his return come September! But for now a question that has been on our minds; what do you do once you have a degree?

Not everyone has a clear plan, and perspectives change as you go through your degree, meet new people and discover new areas that interest you. Edge Hill do have information and help available to help you make a decision, however their hand guides have something lacking this year…

Using myself as an example, ideally I want to do a job that will keep me interested, make use of my analytical or creative skills (better if both) and have the opportunity to access post-graduate study at a later date. None of the careers offered in the handbook fit this description, but I know from research that a job in Heritage, Culture, Government Service, or a graduate program with a specific company would be a good bet.

I guess the message here is use what is provide for you but don’t rely on the university to direct you, if something takes your fancy look it up yourself, call or email employers, sign up to Prospects (the government website for students). There can even be opportunities around while you do a degree, it’s just a case of looking and finding however demoralising it can be.

Food for thought in the run up to September, and now I have to run so chow!

Shoes, shoes, shoooes…

I love shoes, and form unnatural attachments to my favourite pairs. I don’t care if they hurt me as long as they’re beautiful… Unfortunately Ormskirk is bad for shoes. The student house in which I currently live is two miles walk from campus (apparently, my geography isn’t great) and as you can imagine this is pretty heavy going on decorative footwear!

So I’ve had to say goodbye to many pairs of shoes over the last couple of weeks, and more will go in the next few days. But the pair that hurt the most to chuck are these;

My faithful Etnies! Beloved Etnies! Companion of a decade (not the same pair but a similar pair replaced every few years) and now dangerously broken wreck that hurt my feet! I might cry, honestly most of my happy memories are attached to a pair of these shoes.

Considering this, you may ask why not just buy another pair? Easier said than done. Also, not suitable for wear with a skirt. Talk about clown feet.

Instead, now I have these;They have white on them. They scare me slightly. Am I growing up if I can wear shoes with white on them and not feel like a traitor? It’s all very confusing. That said they do feel a tad more sophisticated than my old Etnies, as skate shoes go… They’re definitely more studenty.

Hopefully these will bear up to hiking around Ormskirk better than my old shoes! Now back to the horrible, depressing task of chucking dangerous boots…

Holy verbose blog Batman!

It’s that time of year when all of the third years you know are off to start their adult lives, searching for jobs, crying over masters or PGCE places, stating last minute graduation dares…

It’s all resulted in a big mixture of of emotions, as volatile as Perry and sugar turned out to be, and I’m going to miss them all. So here’s a small space to say heartfelt commiserations to my dear friend who lost out on the PGCE this year, and a massive, squeaing, congratulations to my equally dear friend who got a job at Pixar!

That said, all this moving on does make you think about you’re options. As aware as I am that I still have another year of safe, cosy degree left to complete, it seems an appropriate time to have a peek out into the big bad world at the options. My findings are this; there are no options, the real world is scary, I want to be in full time education forever, and it’s incredibly appealing to blame the Tories even though they didn’t start this spiral into graduate hell.

However, there is hope! People are getting jobs this year, I have another year to wait which may see some recovery and you, lucky prospective (or perhaps by now even definite) students have a whole 3 years before you have to enter the fray! We can all drink a toast to that I think.

This all came to mind because I have found another job which I could do and not hate, considering that the government has a recruitment freeze, large swathes of the publishing industry ditto, and games are a hard business to get into to begin with… But what about cartoons? I love cartoons, who doesn’t?

And where else do you get to write things like this:

“Have a face full of Science, you great lummox!”

Worth every word to lead up to that in a way that fits my job description. Chow!