Wednesday 20 July 2011

Careers, Crafts and Cakes!

This week I had my first interview for a proper grown-up job. Unfortunately the interview was different from what I had expected, lasting an hour and consisting of psychoanalysis tests and a numerical and verbal reasoning test. Seeing as I often do word games for fun it shouldn’t have been too difficult, however, it was. I think it’s probably safe to say that the job hunt continues. So, to save myself from spiralling out of control and into a pit of drinking, gambling and unsuitable men, which is apparently what happens to the unemployed (see Jeremy Kyle), I have been keeping myself busy with baking and making stuff in the hope that I stumble across something that I’m actually good at and can make a career out of. I've not yet found what that thing is but I'm confident it's only a matter of time...

Wall hangings: easily mistaken for the works of a 10 year old.
Luckily July is quite a big one for family birthdays so the cakes I've been making haven't been a complete waste. They have also prompted my sister to ask me to make her wedding cake. It's quite a compliment but I'm thinking that as it gets closer to the time she'll change her mind.

 An attempt at some manly looking blue cakes.
Anyway, fingers crossed I find a job soon because at this rate it won't be long till I'm obese.

Friday 8 July 2011

Graduation

Since my last post I have moved home, decorated my room, embraced the daytime t.v watching lifestyle of an unemployed person and, most recently, graduated! If I’m honest graduation wasn’t really something I’d ever thought about until recently, which was maybe a bit stupid seeing as it was the whole point of going to University. Anyway, I can honestly say that Wednesday was one of the top 10 days of my life so far, at least. In the run up to the day I decided that in order to avoid nerves I’d treat it as though I was going to somebody’s wedding, which worked surprisingly well. All in all it was a lovely day and it was really nice to see friends again and to have all my family together, as I realised that the only time the 6 of us go out together nowadays tends to be for weddings and funerals...

Definitely adding Painter/Decorator Extraordinaire to my CV.
Even though the day marked the end of my formal education, I realised that the day was an education in itself. 

Things I learnt from Graduation Day:
  • Throwing a mortarboard in the air is more fun than you’d imagine;
  • My sisters are massive stalkers shown by their impressive knowledge of who everyone was without ever having met them;
  • My sisters are shorter than they look in photos (according to one Mr Low);
  • It is possible to get through a day without falling over or hurting myself in some way (I recently had a spate of kitchen related injuries, including potato peeler-ing my nail...);
  • Not everyone appreciates being serenaded with ‘Lady in Red’;
  • Along with ‘proud-parents’ there is such a thing as a ‘proud-friend’, i.e: me watching my friends go up and shake hands with the important looking man;
  • Always take a younger sibling around to act as your own personal photographer - who needs Mario Testino?!
  • Some of my lecturers still have no idea who I am;
  • Smiling all day results in an achy jaw;
  • With about 10 cameras taking photos at once it’s hard to decide where to look and somehow I never manage to look at the right one;
  •  I’m never going to become a Doctor or Professor, purely because the outfit is ridiculous;
  • There’s something about a middle-aged man wandering around in the rain that reminds me of Heathcliff wandering the moors;
  • Applying for a job in Rochester based purely on the hope of meeting a Mr Rochester figure (minus the disfigurement) is not the best idea;
  • Everything is much more exciting when you look like you’ve just stepped out of Hogwarts;
  • And, It’s o.k to like Jim from The Apprentice again!

Out in force for Graduation.