It is safe to say that, after having gaps of education during summer holidays and enjoying lazy days spent doing nothing in the house have, after 22 years, began to grate on me. I absolutly HATE sitting doing nothing productive when I know I could be out starting a career and making money; whereas at this exact moment in time I'm sitting writing a blog, not making any money and just being a general moan (what's new?). Maybe it's time to start taking action and trying to think of a fabulous idea to start my own company? Maybe I could be paid to stand and make sarcastic remarks at events/at people? Or maybe, just maybe, I could actually get a paid acting/dancing job? Nope - that doesn't look like it's going to happen any time soon. I'm at a point in my life where I'm standing looking at two roads and I don't know which I need/should go down....one road encourages me to start my own venture and life and to start taking risks and the other road tells me to sit back and believe that everything will be okie. If I havn't said it before, DO NOT GO TO UNIVERSITY UNLESS IT'S 100% NECESSARY!! I could have been in a job for 4 years now, having a savings account like an adult and beginning to look for a house/travel destinations. Instead, I'm an unemployed student bum who is in debt and my immediate future looks as though I'm going to be sitting in my house watching repeats of Jeremy Kyle....fantastic.
At the moment my life consists of one thing and for a change it's not university work....it's actually rehearsing for a show I'm taking part in in Belfast named DEJA VU. My once boring statuses on social networking sites about university work taking over my life has now resulted in further boring statuses about this show taking over my life. At the verge of graduating from university, I fear I may be taking a quater life crisis, especially about a career; I thought I wanted to do teaching...but now the fear has struck and I am in the same position which stereotypes every student in the world. I will have a degree (fingers crossed) be £20,000 in debt (all for the sake of a piece of paper to allow employers to further critise me) and am still without a career. At the age of 10, I imagined my life to be completely different when I would reach my now age of 22....I imagined that I would have a successful career, beautiful house and would be a well respected actress and dancer who was adored by the masses. Unfortunately, reality struck after watching several episodes of teen drama Hollyoaks and realising that the Northern Ireland accent sounds as though one has a speech impediment on screen as well as a constant nasal deficiency. The only conclusion I can take from the midi - crisis is that every cloud has a silver lining, if one has to listen to the likes of Sigmund Freud and go down the route of fate, life has to have something wonderful (and hopefully happy) in store...
