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Monday, 19 December 2011

Stepping Stones

Being in my final year at university and looking to find the proverbial next step, I thought I’d keep an account of the trials and tribulations I encounter along the way in the form of a Blog. Doing an Arts degree and therefore, having not a clue what I was going to do post-graduation seemed to be a reasonable mantra for the first three years of university life. Fast-forward to final year and it’s not quite the same story. Friends once of the same school of thought as me are suddenly falling over each other to submit applications and take online tests as though their lives depended on it, all to bag the best-paid, closest-to-Canary-Wharf corporate grad schemes available. I have suddenly and without warning been caught up in a whirlwind of panic about what will happen once the safety net of "so when does next term start?", which has loyally given our lives structure since we were 7 years old, no longer has a reassuring response. So, what does happen next?  

Having been convinced aged 8 that I would undoubtedly become a vet (the childhood logic; I like animals therefore I shall be an animal doctor), and then a physiotherapist (until my brother correctly informed me that not all physios get to massage Jonny Wilkinson’s thighs), then a teacher (a year in France doing just that soon cured this desire) and finally, and most recently, a journalist.

I like to write, I am insatiably curious, and I enjoy telling other people what they should think: a recipe for success if ever I saw one.

This, then, is an account of my attempt to ‘make it’ at whatever cost. From starting a Blog to opening a Twitter account, to doing whatever work experience it takes to fill up my CV, and to looking back at some of the more notable moments of last year which got me to this place in life (teaching in a sixth form college in France, being an au pair in a French family, my first journalistic work experience, and a bit of temping to earn some cash thrown in), hopefully this will be the start of a journey that gets me to wherever it is I ultimately want to be.

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