I can't help but feel a little discomforted about being at University at the moment.
Even our lecturer's are telling us that after we graduate, there will be no jobs for us to pay off the thousands of pounds of debt that we are in, even though the reason we are in debt is because we were trying to get a better job. Great, fabulous, thanks.
According to BBC News this morning, the swarm of 'New Age Universities' that offer a huge range of courses, will not benefit students graduating through the job crisis. Students graduating with a degree in Film Media Production from the University of Bedfordshire, for example, are less likely to get a job then a student with a degree in Politics and History from the University of York, because older Universities, apparently, look better on a CV.
However, i disagree. If you walk in to an interview, and are polite, ambitious, and have the right qualifications, you are more likely to impress your potential employee then the maths genius who has spent eight years in a dark room slaving away at their Masters degree with no social skills to show.
A degree from Oxford or Cambridge will always be impressive, but the practical experience and social skills that those of us at 'little' Universities learn, will stay with you forever.
Saturday, 28 February 2009
Thursday, 19 February 2009
On Wednesday i stayed in with a Chinese takeaway and the Brit Awards on the Tele. It was brilliant.
As i tucked in to my szechaun chicken and watched Gary Barlow descend from the ceiling in a spaceship, dressed in a bizarre lycra top and sunglasses (??), i was quite at peace with the world.
Award season is incredibly glamorous, Hollywood stars botoxed and tit-taped to perfection, however the Brit Awards, for me, is so much better because it is unconventional.
The stage scenery took on a rustic, hippy, country-chic theme, with enormous cardboard cows roaming the stage, and a sparkly pink wig-wam as the stage entrance, a long way from the traditional crimson curtains of every other awards show.
Alcohol was flowing freely, as Elbow(winners of Best British Group) clearly demonstrated, making the ceremony feel like you were in an enormous pub with the best live music set ever, i mean how often do you get Coldplay and U2 on the same bill?
However, i have been astonished by the amount of criticism given to Kate Winslet's acceptance speech at the Golden Globe Awards, after winning both Best Actress, and Best Supporting Actress. One film critic suggested that Kate may not be so lucky at tonight's Oscars, because of her 'ridiculous speech'. Kate Winslet was breathless, incredibly emotional, and managed to forget Angelina Jolie's name while accepting her second Golden Globe, and has been highly criticised in the media for appearing fake and slightly hysterical.
I'm sorry, but give the girl a break! Of course she was going to be emotional, if she had been composed and polite, then she would have been criticised for being ungrateful. The notion that her chances of winning an Oscar, such a prestigious award given for awe-inspiring performances, could be ruined simply because she did not conform to the stereotypical scripted dribble we are normally bored with, is absurd.
I for one am routing for Kate to win the Oscar for Actress in a leading role tonight, and will be disappointed if she doesn't faint with emotion...its Hollywood, there's meant to be drama!
As i tucked in to my szechaun chicken and watched Gary Barlow descend from the ceiling in a spaceship, dressed in a bizarre lycra top and sunglasses (??), i was quite at peace with the world.
Award season is incredibly glamorous, Hollywood stars botoxed and tit-taped to perfection, however the Brit Awards, for me, is so much better because it is unconventional.
The stage scenery took on a rustic, hippy, country-chic theme, with enormous cardboard cows roaming the stage, and a sparkly pink wig-wam as the stage entrance, a long way from the traditional crimson curtains of every other awards show.
Alcohol was flowing freely, as Elbow(winners of Best British Group) clearly demonstrated, making the ceremony feel like you were in an enormous pub with the best live music set ever, i mean how often do you get Coldplay and U2 on the same bill?
However, i have been astonished by the amount of criticism given to Kate Winslet's acceptance speech at the Golden Globe Awards, after winning both Best Actress, and Best Supporting Actress. One film critic suggested that Kate may not be so lucky at tonight's Oscars, because of her 'ridiculous speech'. Kate Winslet was breathless, incredibly emotional, and managed to forget Angelina Jolie's name while accepting her second Golden Globe, and has been highly criticised in the media for appearing fake and slightly hysterical.
I'm sorry, but give the girl a break! Of course she was going to be emotional, if she had been composed and polite, then she would have been criticised for being ungrateful. The notion that her chances of winning an Oscar, such a prestigious award given for awe-inspiring performances, could be ruined simply because she did not conform to the stereotypical scripted dribble we are normally bored with, is absurd.
I for one am routing for Kate to win the Oscar for Actress in a leading role tonight, and will be disappointed if she doesn't faint with emotion...its Hollywood, there's meant to be drama!
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
Technology communication overload!
Technology has taken over my life. Fact.
At least once a day i find myself frantically organising ways in which to meet up with someone i am standing in front of, via various electronic gadgets.
'Add me on Facebook then we can sort out a time to meet up, and ill text you my home number.Oh and i must bluetooth you those pictures from my birthday so you can upload them onto Myspace.'
Without wishing to sound like an old woman, it's exhausting. Having to check all these communication portals simply to find out that no one has tried to get in touch with you, not even your Mother.
The awful truth is; i could not live without my phone, laptop, and ipod. I would feel stranded from society and actually be forced to put pen to paper and write a letter. Imagine!
It was bizarre to see the majority of Britain completely shut down last week because of the snow. Technology just could not match those evil snowflakes, as cancelled trains and planes left people stranded all over the country. While workers in Russia went about their day to day business under 10ft of snow (slight exaggeration there) ,the good ol' Brits locked their doors and and shouted 'Snow day!' when the grass had a light covering.
Luckily, i could text my mate ,who was in the next room, to put the kettle on, so it was fine!
At least once a day i find myself frantically organising ways in which to meet up with someone i am standing in front of, via various electronic gadgets.
'Add me on Facebook then we can sort out a time to meet up, and ill text you my home number.Oh and i must bluetooth you those pictures from my birthday so you can upload them onto Myspace.'
Without wishing to sound like an old woman, it's exhausting. Having to check all these communication portals simply to find out that no one has tried to get in touch with you, not even your Mother.
The awful truth is; i could not live without my phone, laptop, and ipod. I would feel stranded from society and actually be forced to put pen to paper and write a letter. Imagine!
It was bizarre to see the majority of Britain completely shut down last week because of the snow. Technology just could not match those evil snowflakes, as cancelled trains and planes left people stranded all over the country. While workers in Russia went about their day to day business under 10ft of snow (slight exaggeration there) ,the good ol' Brits locked their doors and and shouted 'Snow day!' when the grass had a light covering.
Luckily, i could text my mate ,who was in the next room, to put the kettle on, so it was fine!
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
