Its now the 2nd of March and I’m pretty annoyed I’m still in the middle of this job limbo. I have around four interviews to come, and I’m still in the game, so to speak. But is it a good thing I’m at this stage, at this time of year? I know some people have all but given up jobs this year, despite their amazing grades and perfect CV. They have, for want of something better to do, decided to bum around for a year or, god help them, do a Masters.

I’m a little fearful I’m not taking this as seriously as I should. We’ve been through this before – first and second placements, interviews, bullsh*t your way into a monkey job with a decent brand name on the CV. This is of course different – I and probably many others aren’t realising this is not just a job, but what you will be living and breathing for a significant proportion of your next two to three years. Blagging an interview is one thing (management degrees literally teach you nothing but to blag) but really performing on the day, in the assessments, is another, and is where I fall down.

My general feedback is, I need to be more concise, bullsh*ting is one skill, but really getting to the point is another. Funnily enough, I also need to be more interactive and engaging with the client in a presentation/meeting context – I tend to stick to what I’d like to get across, a little too much. There’s the BBA coming out in me..

On the other hand, after getting past the disappointing notion of spending many, many hours racking up imaginary rail club points commuting to and from london for interviews and assessments, my plan of gapping for the year (not much of a choice really if you’re unemployed and McDonalds prospects arent looking attractive) is quite exciting.

Theres no point getting another year older without learning something or building up your skillset for when you do actually decide to join the rat race.
Hence, the plan is to get an internship, do some travelling, or do both ideally at the same time. Apparently my english accent will get me brownie points and a few more quid in the bank if I tutor English in places like Singapore or China. Roughly £15 an hour or more.. not too shabby, especially when my hours are flexible. Plus I get to forcefeed myself some Mandarin, doses of which my mother highly advocated. Something like that would be amazing for a few months.

Before I know it, this university life will be over – after Easter (more job hunting, coursework initiating..) my world consists mainly of panicking over exams and deadlines and then thats it – graduation. Scary.

But its come at the right time – i’m becoming rather jaded with academia and being a student in Bath. It is time to move on, I just wish I could cut out the crap and get straight to it so I can concentrate on making a cosy lifestyle for myself wherever I am.

A couple random notes of interest:

Dancing on Ice – strangely, strangely addictive. I think it must be that camp cabaret music.

The summary of many quizzes I’ve done out of sheer procrastination – I’m a mainly intuitive, counselor type person, due to take over a small country as my claim to eventual fame, with a mental age of 36. And my epitaph will read the following: I told you I was sick.