Thought i'd join in with the job-crisis panic!

The Government is trying its hardest to convince us that there are PLENTY of jobs out there. This may be true, but jobs for who?

This summer i have had a three month break between first and second year of University (sounds great, really isn't) and it has been the longest and most tedious three months of my life. The only job i have managed to find is a few shifts at a shop where i worked before University, which i found myself being grateful for as i watched many of my fellow students slide further into their already extended overdraft.

Many companies are eager to give jobs to those with family or children to support, or to those with experience, who don't need to be trained using valuable company funding. I find it hard to put fault in this, however with my graduation only two years away, i can't help but feel a little twinge of panic (or full scale breathe-into-paper-bag panic attack depending on the time of the month) when i think of the repercussions of not being able to find a post-graduate job.

It would mean moving back home; i love my family but i love my Independence equally.

It would mean the thundering cloud of student debt would loom over me, a constant burden for longer then I'd like to imagine.

I would feel useless and under-appreciated, as though my new skills and ambition i have acquired over the past three years will have been for nothing.

This is why i fully support the thousands or temporary jobs being created by the government. Positions such as Dance Coaches, Community Workers and Teaching assistants. OK, they may only be temporary, and not your chosen career path, but they are something.

This summer has made me realised the grand scale of the job crisis that we are in. I have stopped assuming that everything will be sorted by the time i graduate, that i am bound to get a job, because it's just not that realistic any more.

I think I'll just remind my Mum not to turn my bedroom into a gym just yet...i might be needing it.

The Break-up Rule doesn't work!

To my fellow Sex and the City fans.
Carrie Bradshaw once stated that it takes half the length of a relationship to get over someone. SHE LIES.

Being dumped myself earlier in the year (aaawww) after a brief but lovely relationship of two months, i was constantly reassured by friends that i would only have to endure a month of feeling lonely, used, angry, bitter and miserable.
I longed for this four week pinnacle of hope, new beginnings and happiness. I expected to wake up after a month suddenly feeling shiny and new; or in female-language, with glossy hair and a gorgeous new bag purchased as part of essential post break-up retail therapy.

A month came; my beautiful bag sat untouched in the corner of my room.
A week later; my hair was still boring and my worn out winter handbag still accompanied me on mundane trips to the supermarket.
Miss Bradshaw had failed me.

There is no definitive cure for the break-up blues even though schemes including pyrotechnics and a saw, suggested by friends, was very tempting (only joking...maybe).
One thing i have learnt is that bitterness is not the way forward, it eats you up from the inside and makes you think of revenge tactics including pyrotechnics and a saw (it was a seriously impressive plan, but I'd rather not go to prison).

So i dyed my hair; its now all dark and shiny.
I had my make-up done; my smile is now glossy and genuine,
...and my new bag? It's beautiful, reliable and fits perfectly on my arm, what more could a girl ask for?