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Okay here's the deal. I'm going to make a real entry, but it's not going to be good or even interesting. You have been warned.
Holidays are all fun and games in theory, but without a sense of purpose during them, they are meaningless. Can't get a job in anything IT related regardless of it being what I am currently studying. "Can't get a job without experience, can't get experience without a job" - words more true have never been spoken. Thinking laterally and going for admin, white collar or semi-professional work also has proven fruitless, due to work history. There can, and most likely are, several causes for not being given a simple look, let alone a chance. Resume not grabbing enough, covering letters not enticing enough, but ultimately the presence of labour/trades assistant/warehousing etc. as previous employment is apparently worse than having no previous employment. Regardless of your typing speed, abilities, literacy, further education or anything else, the common thing is to still be dubbed a blue collar inept retard. Keep looking, keep applying, keep seeking legitimate experience, keep getting nowhere, keep trying, keep from going insane.
Friends and the social excellence that comes from said friends has become very scarce since the beginning of the new year. Some are occupied wrapping the previous year up, some are pre committed via relationships, some have contracted 'pussy chasing tunnel syndrome' due to the acquisition of new relationships, some reside far away, some are dealing with housemate eradication, some have vanished from the face of the earth and some simply wish to partake in avoidance for reasons best given when buying time. And by some, I mean one, in each individual example. Or something like that. The duration of this cycle is unknown, though could understandably be considered only increasing given current situations and the price of eggs. This situation combined with that of the initial paragraph makes the semester break feel even longer and questions ones sense of self-worth and direction in the video game of life. And I'm running out of credits.
Shows are few and far between. Shows make everything alright for at least one night. Shows reunite great bands at great door entry prices. Shows mean catch up sessions with awesome people who feel more like friends than other friends currently do. Shows give realisation such awesome people are needed as other friends will never come to good shows. Shows make me mosh on broken glass and kill my shins. Shows even have support acts on occasion which don't suck to the shock of all. Shows make me not feel old.
Holidays are all fun and games in theory, but without a sense of purpose during them, they are meaningless. Can't get a job in anything IT related regardless of it being what I am currently studying. "Can't get a job without experience, can't get experience without a job" - words more true have never been spoken. Thinking laterally and going for admin, white collar or semi-professional work also has proven fruitless, due to work history. There can, and most likely are, several causes for not being given a simple look, let alone a chance. Resume not grabbing enough, covering letters not enticing enough, but ultimately the presence of labour/trades assistant/warehousing etc. as previous employment is apparently worse than having no previous employment. Regardless of your typing speed, abilities, literacy, further education or anything else, the common thing is to still be dubbed a blue collar inept retard. Keep looking, keep applying, keep seeking legitimate experience, keep getting nowhere, keep trying, keep from going insane.
Friends and the social excellence that comes from said friends has become very scarce since the beginning of the new year. Some are occupied wrapping the previous year up, some are pre committed via relationships, some have contracted 'pussy chasing tunnel syndrome' due to the acquisition of new relationships, some reside far away, some are dealing with housemate eradication, some have vanished from the face of the earth and some simply wish to partake in avoidance for reasons best given when buying time. And by some, I mean one, in each individual example. Or something like that. The duration of this cycle is unknown, though could understandably be considered only increasing given current situations and the price of eggs. This situation combined with that of the initial paragraph makes the semester break feel even longer and questions ones sense of self-worth and direction in the video game of life. And I'm running out of credits.
Shows are few and far between. Shows make everything alright for at least one night. Shows reunite great bands at great door entry prices. Shows mean catch up sessions with awesome people who feel more like friends than other friends currently do. Shows give realisation such awesome people are needed as other friends will never come to good shows. Shows make me mosh on broken glass and kill my shins. Shows even have support acts on occasion which don't suck to the shock of all. Shows make me not feel old.