To follow my adventures as a graduate here's the link to that new blog. (I wanted the 2 to be separate.)
www.confessionsofamediagraduate.wordpress.com
I'll see you there.
Friday, 22 August 2014
Follow my adventures as a graduate
My life as a student has ended. This blog will be no more.
To follow my adventures as a graduate here's the link to that new blog. (I wanted the 2 to be separate.)
To follow my adventures as a graduate here's the link to that new blog. (I wanted the 2 to be separate.)
Sunday, 1 June 2014
I've finished
That's right. My adventures as a student are now over. On Thursday I handed in my last piece of work. So as long as I have passed, it's all over. I have no intention of doing a masters. I don't think it will help my career choice.
I also have a part time job for when September. Very exciting. I can't wait. However, I do need to find a second and somewhere to live. Scared, excited and daunting is how I feel about it all. I'm glad the job is in Sunderland as I will have lots of people to help me, support me and love me. Although, in some ways I wish my first job was closer to home. But that feels so far away now and here feels like home so much now it makes sense to be here.
The problem now is I don't know what to do with my time! I haven't stopped working since September and for the first time since Easter 1997, I haven't got any education in the pipeline for September. Eeeek!
I also have a part time job for when September. Very exciting. I can't wait. However, I do need to find a second and somewhere to live. Scared, excited and daunting is how I feel about it all. I'm glad the job is in Sunderland as I will have lots of people to help me, support me and love me. Although, in some ways I wish my first job was closer to home. But that feels so far away now and here feels like home so much now it makes sense to be here.
The problem now is I don't know what to do with my time! I haven't stopped working since September and for the first time since Easter 1997, I haven't got any education in the pipeline for September. Eeeek!
Tuesday, 13 May 2014
Final push
I've almost finished now. I have 3 things left to do.
- Put my 120 minutes of radio show into an edit of the best 30 minutes
- Hand in my production file
- Evaluate my work
That's it. That's all I have left to do. The edit is going to be the hardest bit. The evaluation possibly the most time consuming as I don't like evaluations and you have to reflect upon everything that you have done.
I can't believe that this time in my life has come! I've already decided that a masters isn't for me and therefore my formal days of studying are rapidly coming to an end. There are a few things I want to do before I leave and I'm unsure if I am going to get to do those things. Maybe I can find a couple of people to do it with me. I need to pull an all nighter and I want to see the sun rise while working. Have to see what can be done about those.
I have a couple of things lined up. I have a job interview next week. It's similar to a gap year but you get paid. The downside is that it isn't enough to allow me finance a life in the North East. So I will have to find another way of making up the rest of the money. I only need a few grand really, but I still have to find that somewhere. But if I am meant to have the job and stay here then the money will turn up. Somehow...
I'm starting to plan the few weeks after I finish too. I have to go on a training weekend for camp and the family are looking at a holiday too. There is also the possibility of a road trip to Whitby! A beautiful place.
I'm looking forward to finishing this part of life and starting the next, It's been challenging and amazing. I've learnt more than just what I've paid for classes wise. And of course there are people who I really don't want to leave. And I know those are friendships for years to come. But there are also people I can't wait to be shot off. But I'm trying not to wish these last few weeks away. They're special and I will never get them again like this.
To sum it up. I'm not done yet. But I nearly am. A few weeks left to go crazy....
Friday, 11 April 2014
Growing up fast
I've just discovered I haven't actually written an entry since January. It is now April. Where have I been?
I'm almost done at university now. So soon this blog will take a new twist. No longer about my university experience. But entering the 'real world'! Scary.
Since January I have gone into my final semester of university. One of my modules was done in 8 weeks rather than 13. And my other module is coming to an end. I have a presentation left to do. Also there is my dissertation. It feels like I just have more and more work to do. Rather than it finishing. But I know in a few weeks time it will all be over. And I'll soon be sat wondering what on earth am I going to do next. That's the scary thing.
I recently went for a job and after the application form I got into the next round. However, after that they decided I wasn't right for the job. However, I do have an interview coming up. Not sure how that will go. I'm looking at staying in the Tyne and Wear area of England. I just don't know how I am going to do that. Still.
However, graduation is the next big thing for me. That opened on Wednesday. It will cost a small fortune, but I have been working for that day for years and I can't wait to be there and experience it. It's probably not going to live up to my expectations. But I will be so proud to walk along the stage, receive my piece of paper and have my photo taken in my robe and hat. I'm starting to feel quite grown up. Especially since my boyfriend is now in the process of setting up his own business. Making him self employed. And technically a businessman. That will certainly make me feel quite grown up when that exists officially.
I'm not sure how ready I am for the next stage in life. I'm ready to leave university and not study any more. For that I know I am ready. But for what comes next? I'm unsure. Sometimes I wonder if I should've planned for a gap year. I didn't have one between college and university and I wonder whether I should now. I may not get the chance. But as I'm not too bothered about travelling and to get any experience in what I want to do I would really need to work, there seems little or no point.
Don't get me wrong, I am excited to see what happens next. I just wish sometimes, I knew.
I'm almost done at university now. So soon this blog will take a new twist. No longer about my university experience. But entering the 'real world'! Scary.
Since January I have gone into my final semester of university. One of my modules was done in 8 weeks rather than 13. And my other module is coming to an end. I have a presentation left to do. Also there is my dissertation. It feels like I just have more and more work to do. Rather than it finishing. But I know in a few weeks time it will all be over. And I'll soon be sat wondering what on earth am I going to do next. That's the scary thing.
I recently went for a job and after the application form I got into the next round. However, after that they decided I wasn't right for the job. However, I do have an interview coming up. Not sure how that will go. I'm looking at staying in the Tyne and Wear area of England. I just don't know how I am going to do that. Still.
However, graduation is the next big thing for me. That opened on Wednesday. It will cost a small fortune, but I have been working for that day for years and I can't wait to be there and experience it. It's probably not going to live up to my expectations. But I will be so proud to walk along the stage, receive my piece of paper and have my photo taken in my robe and hat. I'm starting to feel quite grown up. Especially since my boyfriend is now in the process of setting up his own business. Making him self employed. And technically a businessman. That will certainly make me feel quite grown up when that exists officially.
I'm not sure how ready I am for the next stage in life. I'm ready to leave university and not study any more. For that I know I am ready. But for what comes next? I'm unsure. Sometimes I wonder if I should've planned for a gap year. I didn't have one between college and university and I wonder whether I should now. I may not get the chance. But as I'm not too bothered about travelling and to get any experience in what I want to do I would really need to work, there seems little or no point.
Don't get me wrong, I am excited to see what happens next. I just wish sometimes, I knew.
Friday, 10 January 2014
Post Christmas. Post New Year.
Christmas is over.
(Pause to remember Christmas.)
New Year is over.
(Pause to remember New Year.)
Real life is back.
(Pause to scream!)
It's true that real life is now back. I'm sat writing this from the kitchen/dining area/lounge area of my student flat. I now have less then 6 months left at university. That was my last Christmas where I know for certain I'll be with my family. And it was probably the best one in the last few years. Even though my Dad "left" his job and is just doing a few hours a week somewhere else. And my Mum was still finding work stressful, it was a relatively calm Christmas. Which makes a change.
I wonder where the calmness came from this year. My brother has now moved to university and I am honestly surprised that he made it through the first term. Both academically and alive from what we've all heard. Or at least, still with a liver. My parents didn't suddenly have 4 people back in the house. Instead, I returned a week before my brother. So they got used to us being about. My brother is still at home. He doesn't go back till Sunday. So perhaps that was part of it.
I've also grown up. As I now live with someone I really can't stand, I've had to learn to bite my tongue and not pick up on every little thing that someone does that annoys me. A roll of the eyes and I feel better. I no longer feel the need to scream and shout about everything. Or indeed, bitch about it. Though that too can be helpful. I'm not going to lie.
3 weeks at home was long enough. The plan for Easter is a week. I can look for somewhere to live and do some work over Easter up at uni. Which would be a good way to spend some time.
I'm thinking about the coming year and what I'm going to do in the coming months. The honest answer is that...I don't know. I know what I want to do. But what I want and what will happen are totally different things. I want to stay here in the north east and work and live and serve church and be independent. I don't drive and I have few friends at home. So see little reason to stay there. When I have friends who feel like family, a good Church (I do also have that at home), independence and a boyfriend all up here. Surely my life has moved on from my childhood bedroom and the street I've always lived on but don't feel all that safe walking up.
Granted, I haven't moved to the best city in England. Nor is it the worst. But I'm happy here and feel very much at home. The hours of looking on house hunting websites and job searching websites has started. I feel like an adult. I am 21 but still feel very much like a child sometimes.
But I think that's okay. Because isn't everyone a child sometimes? And didn't Walt Disney say..."Adults are only kids grown up anyway?"
(Pause to remember Christmas.)
New Year is over.
(Pause to remember New Year.)
Real life is back.
(Pause to scream!)
It's true that real life is now back. I'm sat writing this from the kitchen/dining area/lounge area of my student flat. I now have less then 6 months left at university. That was my last Christmas where I know for certain I'll be with my family. And it was probably the best one in the last few years. Even though my Dad "left" his job and is just doing a few hours a week somewhere else. And my Mum was still finding work stressful, it was a relatively calm Christmas. Which makes a change.
I wonder where the calmness came from this year. My brother has now moved to university and I am honestly surprised that he made it through the first term. Both academically and alive from what we've all heard. Or at least, still with a liver. My parents didn't suddenly have 4 people back in the house. Instead, I returned a week before my brother. So they got used to us being about. My brother is still at home. He doesn't go back till Sunday. So perhaps that was part of it.
I've also grown up. As I now live with someone I really can't stand, I've had to learn to bite my tongue and not pick up on every little thing that someone does that annoys me. A roll of the eyes and I feel better. I no longer feel the need to scream and shout about everything. Or indeed, bitch about it. Though that too can be helpful. I'm not going to lie.
3 weeks at home was long enough. The plan for Easter is a week. I can look for somewhere to live and do some work over Easter up at uni. Which would be a good way to spend some time.
I'm thinking about the coming year and what I'm going to do in the coming months. The honest answer is that...I don't know. I know what I want to do. But what I want and what will happen are totally different things. I want to stay here in the north east and work and live and serve church and be independent. I don't drive and I have few friends at home. So see little reason to stay there. When I have friends who feel like family, a good Church (I do also have that at home), independence and a boyfriend all up here. Surely my life has moved on from my childhood bedroom and the street I've always lived on but don't feel all that safe walking up.
Granted, I haven't moved to the best city in England. Nor is it the worst. But I'm happy here and feel very much at home. The hours of looking on house hunting websites and job searching websites has started. I feel like an adult. I am 21 but still feel very much like a child sometimes.
But I think that's okay. Because isn't everyone a child sometimes? And didn't Walt Disney say..."Adults are only kids grown up anyway?"
Tuesday, 31 December 2013
2013 roundup
So today is the day I do a round up of my year.
Ready?
Set...
GO!
January: January I spent some extra weeks at home. I'd just got together with Chris so 6 weeks apart was pretty hard. But it was great to spend some time with the family. I'd done half of my degree. I also started to produce a friends radio show on a Thursday afternoon
February: I had my first valentines. Generally I hate valentines day because I don't understand why one day a year is set aside to tell someone you love them and spoil them. If you love someone you should tell them everyday. And treat them. (this goes for girls to boys too.) But I actually enjoyed the evening. (I wasn't completely converted mind.)
March: I had a day trip to York with Chris in March. My family visited me for my Mums birthday. Chris turned 21 so we celebrated that with his family.
April: Easter holidays. Then a lot of work started. The second half of my second semester was crazy busy with loads of work to do. So I had to crack on.
May: I had an exam. My first exam for years. (I got 70% so it wasn't all that bad.) I got extremely stressed and ended up going home for a few days. But returned.
June: June was a mega month. I'd finished my year at uni and spent 2 weeks doing different things with Chris. He took me to the ice cream parlour, Lickety Split. We went to Alnwick castle and garden, we saw Cats at the theatre and then to top it off, we went to see Bon Jovi at the Stadium of Light in Sunderland. That was an incredible night. Then it was time to move back home. (And plan our first summer meet up.)
July: My brother turned 19. And me and Chris met up in July to go to York for the day. (Half way between us.) I then went to Maidwell. My first camp of the summer.
August: I came back from Maidwell with a broken toe thanks to crocker. I had my 21st brithday. A wonderful day. Chris came to visit me a couple of days later in Nottingham and we had a really lovely day. I then went to Ingestre. I was leading on that camp. A dorm of girls aged 13-14. It was an experience I love. And consequently, I'm returning there next summer and leaving Maidwell.
September: The start of September saw me head of to Forum. My final camp. This was the Christian Union training week. It was intense. And hot and sunny. And wet when it wanted to be at the end of the week. I came back exhausted. And with one week left to pack for uni. I headed off back to uni for my third and final year and settled in quickly.
October: October was fun. Me and Chris went to Alton Towers for a day. Which was fun. He got me on so many rides. We really learnt a lot about each other. And I really learnt to trust him. It was a long drive and I'm not such a big fan of big rides so I was trusting him on rides I didn't really want to go on. I also went to the Midlands Women Convention with women from my Church at home. So I went home for a weekend.
November: Not much happened.I went to Northumbalandia with Chris. That was the highlight.
December: Me and Chris celebrated 1 year together by going back to Newcastle to see Fenwicks window and back to the museum where Chris made his feelings known. Christmas has happened and now I'm here writing this. It's New Years Eve.
All in all I've had a most excellent year. I can't believe what I've done this year. It's manic. But I've loved it and I would not change a single thing. I'm ready for 2014. See what it brings.
Happy New Year everyone. :)
Ready?
Set...
GO!
January: January I spent some extra weeks at home. I'd just got together with Chris so 6 weeks apart was pretty hard. But it was great to spend some time with the family. I'd done half of my degree. I also started to produce a friends radio show on a Thursday afternoon
February: I had my first valentines. Generally I hate valentines day because I don't understand why one day a year is set aside to tell someone you love them and spoil them. If you love someone you should tell them everyday. And treat them. (this goes for girls to boys too.) But I actually enjoyed the evening. (I wasn't completely converted mind.)
March: I had a day trip to York with Chris in March. My family visited me for my Mums birthday. Chris turned 21 so we celebrated that with his family.
April: Easter holidays. Then a lot of work started. The second half of my second semester was crazy busy with loads of work to do. So I had to crack on.
May: I had an exam. My first exam for years. (I got 70% so it wasn't all that bad.) I got extremely stressed and ended up going home for a few days. But returned.
June: June was a mega month. I'd finished my year at uni and spent 2 weeks doing different things with Chris. He took me to the ice cream parlour, Lickety Split. We went to Alnwick castle and garden, we saw Cats at the theatre and then to top it off, we went to see Bon Jovi at the Stadium of Light in Sunderland. That was an incredible night. Then it was time to move back home. (And plan our first summer meet up.)
July: My brother turned 19. And me and Chris met up in July to go to York for the day. (Half way between us.) I then went to Maidwell. My first camp of the summer.
August: I came back from Maidwell with a broken toe thanks to crocker. I had my 21st brithday. A wonderful day. Chris came to visit me a couple of days later in Nottingham and we had a really lovely day. I then went to Ingestre. I was leading on that camp. A dorm of girls aged 13-14. It was an experience I love. And consequently, I'm returning there next summer and leaving Maidwell.
September: The start of September saw me head of to Forum. My final camp. This was the Christian Union training week. It was intense. And hot and sunny. And wet when it wanted to be at the end of the week. I came back exhausted. And with one week left to pack for uni. I headed off back to uni for my third and final year and settled in quickly.
October: October was fun. Me and Chris went to Alton Towers for a day. Which was fun. He got me on so many rides. We really learnt a lot about each other. And I really learnt to trust him. It was a long drive and I'm not such a big fan of big rides so I was trusting him on rides I didn't really want to go on. I also went to the Midlands Women Convention with women from my Church at home. So I went home for a weekend.
November: Not much happened.I went to Northumbalandia with Chris. That was the highlight.
December: Me and Chris celebrated 1 year together by going back to Newcastle to see Fenwicks window and back to the museum where Chris made his feelings known. Christmas has happened and now I'm here writing this. It's New Years Eve.
All in all I've had a most excellent year. I can't believe what I've done this year. It's manic. But I've loved it and I would not change a single thing. I'm ready for 2014. See what it brings.
Happy New Year everyone. :)
Tuesday, 17 December 2013
Christmas time
IT'S CHRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISTMAS
As the song goes...
So yes, I am home for Christmas now. I've been home less then 48 hours. I miss my friends. I tend to find home is pretty boring. I don't really have much to do here. I basically go to Church. And mooch round Tesco with mum and dad. That's usually my week.
Yesterday though, I decked the house for Christmas. I got all the decorations out and put them out and I did the tree. I'm surprised that it turned out alright. Usually its a 3 man team (me, mum and David) only David is still at uni and mum was at work, so it was a 1 man team this year. But it's turned out pretty good as usual. Draped in tinsel and beads and baubles and our little Christmas tree decs.
We've also done something we don't usually do. We've put presents under the tree already! We don't usually do this cause we have our pet dog. Only, she isn't around anymore, so they are under the tree. It's kinda nice to see a few under it.It's a start.
On Sunday I went to one of the carol services that my church at home does. Carols, mince pies and mulled wine. Lovely. Then tonight I am babysitting while my parents are out. Then on Thursday I am out for a social night with my church group. Among other things that day, hairdressers, doctors. It's one busy day.
My brother comes home at the weekend too. So it'll be nice to see him again. See how he has found the year. He's been home a few times this term, which I guess is pretty normal for the first year. But I've only seen him once for a few hours. So it'll be good. Hopefully there won't be too much tension or anything.
So with Christmas only a week to go. I'm starting to feel Christmassy. Even if I am sat writing this in a t-shirt.
As the song goes...
So yes, I am home for Christmas now. I've been home less then 48 hours. I miss my friends. I tend to find home is pretty boring. I don't really have much to do here. I basically go to Church. And mooch round Tesco with mum and dad. That's usually my week.
Yesterday though, I decked the house for Christmas. I got all the decorations out and put them out and I did the tree. I'm surprised that it turned out alright. Usually its a 3 man team (me, mum and David) only David is still at uni and mum was at work, so it was a 1 man team this year. But it's turned out pretty good as usual. Draped in tinsel and beads and baubles and our little Christmas tree decs.
We've also done something we don't usually do. We've put presents under the tree already! We don't usually do this cause we have our pet dog. Only, she isn't around anymore, so they are under the tree. It's kinda nice to see a few under it.It's a start.
On Sunday I went to one of the carol services that my church at home does. Carols, mince pies and mulled wine. Lovely. Then tonight I am babysitting while my parents are out. Then on Thursday I am out for a social night with my church group. Among other things that day, hairdressers, doctors. It's one busy day.
My brother comes home at the weekend too. So it'll be nice to see him again. See how he has found the year. He's been home a few times this term, which I guess is pretty normal for the first year. But I've only seen him once for a few hours. So it'll be good. Hopefully there won't be too much tension or anything.
So with Christmas only a week to go. I'm starting to feel Christmassy. Even if I am sat writing this in a t-shirt.
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