A Night-In With A Fan

(A series of live-tweeting with a Merlin fan ...
... there may be spoilers for episode 5.04: Another's Sorrow).

ACTION!


Kirsty ‏@SunriseAshes
That castle sure is pretty. #Merlin @MerlinOfficial
Kirsty ‏@SunriseAshes
Dear God, what is Morgana doing dressed up like that? #Merlin @MerlinOfficial

This Is How You Remind Me

I just saw a post on Tumblr. The basic premise was that the author likes it when people say "this reminded me of you" and it struck a chord with me. I too, enjoy it when a friend or family member buys me something or shows me something that reminded them of myself.

It can be simple, like when my friend bought me a VHS copy of the film Merlin (for obvious reasons). It may be terrible (I haven't gotten round to watching it) but I was touched by the gesture. Actually, I was thrilled. She had seen something related to Merlin, knew I am utterly in love with the BBC series and the original lore, then bought the video (at her own expense) so we could have a laugh at it. Because it reminded her of me.

It happens with music a lot. The first thing people usually learn about me is that I am a massive Linkin Park fan. Have been since I was thirteen-years-old. I support them in every way possible, I have all their studio albums, plus a few live ones. I am a member of LPU and I go to their gigs whenever they hit my shores. I consider them as a defining feature of myself, which is why when friends tell me that a Linkin Park song reminded them of me, I am ecstatic. When my Mum posted me some Chester Bennington (lead singer of Linkin Park) interviews to me while I was at university, I was touched.

Gifts are better when they represent an aspect of your life, no matter how small.

More Beans

I have officially moved into More Beans territory. It's been a long time coming. Over the summer I got an email saying I would be moved from Student Beans to More Beans, now it has actually happened. This basically means that I am no longer a student. I am a graduate. A full-fledged graduate.

To be honest, I thought nothing of this automatic move. I only signed up to Student Beans to get some discounts on food, clothes, day-trips and the like. I didn't bother exploring the site any further than that. Now that I'm on More Beans, I think this site might just save me.

It understands.

I know, what a strange thing to say about a website, but the first thing I noticed in the email was a few advice articles. They jumped out at me mostly because they are so relevant to how I am feeling right now. The articles ranged from how to deal with moving back in with your parents (a really difficult task to do once you've learnt how to live by yourself and without the constant supervision of your parents) and what to do after university ends.

That's the biggest issue I'm confronted with right now.

How do I deal with the black hole left behind now that university has ended?

I need not worry. There's a guide! A handy online pamphlet that is filled with delightful posters that seem to be personally directed at me.

"That was good. Now what?"

I don't know, mystical guidebook. That's the main issue right now. I feel directionless, without a purpose. I don't know how to start on making a career for myself.

"All of a sudden it feels a bit like you're floating in space, a bit directionless."

I said that already. Any other gems?

"Keep going. Have faith."

I hadn't thought of that. No, really.

Sarcasm aside, it's reassuring to hear that what I'm going through is a perfectly normal process and that other people are probably suffering in the same manner I am. Sometimes it feels like you're the dud, the one person in the world who screwed up and can't get a job, can't settle into life after university properly. It's harder still when you see your coursemates and roommates buzzing around, being successful and achieving all manner of exciting things.

Apparently I don't need to despair.

That won't stop me, but I will focus my mind a little more on resources available to me online.

Here's to More Beans!

The Bane of Job Searching

References.

They have got to be one of the biggest obstacles a jobseeker has to overcome in order to find employment, especially if they have just left school or university and have little or no previous experience in the working world. To even get your foot in the door you need to offer up at least two people who aren't related to you who'll say nice things about you on your behalf. This leaves teachers/lecturers to offer character assurances, which can be especially tricky the longer you are unemployed and out of school/university. In that situation you are dependent upon references from work colleagues or managers.

Except, how do you get these references if you've never worked? And how do you get a job if you don't have references? Enter a paradox, a cruel cycle that sees you looping back around on yourself like some Satanic flow chart. How do you ever get off the starting line if nobody will let you start?

There's volunteering, I guess. Offering yourself up to a charity or an organisation for a month or two until you have that experience you're so lacking and a referee to boot. Sometimes even that's hard, the issue of previous experience and references cropping up in the world of volunteering too. Also, since there are other people in the same boat as you, volunteering can be competitive and fighting for a work experience placement as difficult as landing a paid job. You expend the same amount of effort and reap no rewards, just a "go straight to the starting line" card.

Go to university and get a degree. Wait, you need a degree AND experience. You have experience. Uh-uh, to progress you need a degree. You've got only one reference. No, can't have that. You need TWO, go away and come back when you've got another one.

I'm starting to think that mid-life crises can happen pretty early on in life. Actually, a more accurate term would be existential crisis, a meltdown that adults in their early twenties have to wade through in order to reach their dream destination. Until then, the twenty-somethings have to survive the job market while doubt plagues them and makes them question their worth, life choices and direction.

I know I'm doubting myself.