So yeah. The job market isn’t exactly flash. There’s nothing for me to nab in terms of part time work and full time professions require higher specced qualificaitons. So I’m on my way back to uni.
My first experience at a college wasn’t one that left a good impression. Unlike the partygoers in the States, we Aussies reckon that the mere act of spending more than an hour on campus is ‘fucken’ shithouse’ and that living on campus in a dorm is a special privilege reserved only for ‘fucken’ shitcunts’.
As you might be able to tell, Australian English isn’t the most pleasant form of Britannia’s mother tongue.
The fact that I was the only person to show up to the information session when 16 to 18 people have apparently enrolled alongside me pretty much tells you how keen Aussie youth are when it comes to education in general.
Oh well, at least I got to have a decent chat with the lecturer. Rad dude. Level headed.
Before I start this little post, I thought I would list all of the things that I have obtained since I graduated from tertiary college back in July 2016, just so that this post doesn’t come of as entirely negative. So without further adue, the stuff which I got after I finished uni includes:
Two flashy certificates with wax seal stamps (A degree and a diploma)
A beanie from one of my colleges.
A four-colour pen. (The tutor had a spare)
An appreciation for volunteer work.
An apperciation for working in the social work/community development sector in general.
A mechanical keyboard for my shitty six year old Mac.
A new phone that now, is kinda useless to me for anything other than making/receiving calls.
A mean looking ‘Middle Eastern beard’
Another friend group.
A taste for pale ales and lagers.
A taste for alcohol in general.
A black pair of super skinny jeans. (Yeowch!)
A fondness for the beach and the ocean.
Lady friends in Italy. (Thanks Instagram!)
Lady friends in Turkey. (Again, Thanks Insta!)
A license to sell/serve alcohol. (I could become a bartender maybe … ?)
I am sure there are way more but I honestly can’t think of them off the top of my head. Now then, why don’t we make it fair and list the things that I did NOT receive or obtain after my graduation?
Despite applying for work like mad, nothing seems to be going my way. A lot of people have told me that going back to Uni would be a waste of another two or three years and would put me at risk of being considered ‘overqualified’ for my field of choice. Of course, I would take any job at this point in time. Hence why I’ve found myself completing short course after short course to obtain some extra skills in the employability department. (License to Serve, First Aid, a course on how to make coffees/cappucinos at a bar/cafe/restaraunt, a certificate in training and assessment, etc)
People keep telling me that something must come along eventually. Let’s just hope that these people are right, and are also talking from experience.
Anyways, that’s my post for the month/year/decade. What have YOU been up to?
Much to my own glee, I am finally able to update this dusty litle slice of internet nonsense. Here I come, back but not in black. Why? Because you’d have to be made to wear any dark colours during an Australian summer but I digress.
Yes, so after much contemplation, procrasination and lamentation, all to do with my future course of action, I am back with another spontaenous and haphazard blog post about a topic that I didn’t think I would be writing about for quite some time: Love.
Although I have only been single for a couple of months now (Or at least I think it’s a couple, or a few at the very least. I am not entirely sure, I haven’t exactly been keeping count.) and have been enjoying the good company, drink and ‘benefits’ of the single life, my inner romantic has been crying out across the seas after some interaction with some lovely ladies from across the pond. You can’t believe how lucky I am to be able to collaborate with and chat to such lovely people but most of it makes me realise just what kind of fun I have been missing out on in my life.
And that is a quirky, artistic yet fiscally conversative EuroCutie with an awesome sense of fashion!
Unfortunately it’s only a dream at this point. Being stuck on a giant sunburnt island sort of makes travelling to said cuties a bit difficult for me. But hey, maybe the allure and the legends of the Great Southern Land will lead them here to me instead.
I’m posting tonight because I received a super special notification from the happy chappies at WordPress.com. Two years ago, I started this blog as a method of journaliing my musings and other ramblings as a way to manage stress. At the time of this blog’s creation, I had been faced with a lot of dreadful uncertainties that would leave me with knots in my tummy for nights on end. I had only just started my long distance relationship with an absolutely lovely girl and was afraid that we would never meet or be able to make it happen. My studies at both university and a community college had reduced me to a state resembling that of a nervous wreck; hair tearing and all.
The year after, my relationship had become stable. My classes had become manageable. I had begun my student work placement and had learnt more than I ever did in high school. About life, about love and about the world beyond high school. For once, my life seemed right. I was at peace.
And now, in 2016, many things have changed. My graduation, the fated meeting in Lover’s Arrival, the beginnings of my search for employment, the collapse of my relationship …
All of it proof that we are forever learning by experience. That the wildest and most unexpected things can happen, even when plans have been made and are seemingly set in stone. Life is what happens when you are busy making plans. And that, Mr. Lennon, is something that we can both agree on. Being the tired man that I am, i am not sure what I am supposed to be writing anymore here. The paragraphs that come after this were actually written first. This post is a mess, chaotic, just like life. It wasn’t planned. I had a general idea and the structure of the post all in my mind and then as I began to write it down, different thoughts flooded into my mind and altered those plans. Or took a sledgehammer to them. Completely.
This might sound awfully corny but I gotta write it …
In the past two years, I have become rather fond of moths. Now, I never liked moths as a kid. I always thought they were grotesque and wouldn’t think twice about shooing them away with a dainty wave of the hand. They were ugly to most people. Undesirable. And I often considered myself to be of a similar calibre. But all it took was one mental comparison, one alternate trail of thought, and my love for them began to blossom. There are those in the world that see beauty where others simply cannot. Those that find something beautiful where nothing of the sort can be found and observed by the average person. And I had the pleasure of meeting a few of these cherishable souls. The absolute honor of calling one my teacher, another one my friend, my lover …
Of course, you. My readers.
These people and their stories, their wisdom, their kindness and their love formed my coccoon and now I too, have become a one of these souls.
I’d like to thank you all for reading my blog over the past two years and do hope that you stick around for another.
May all the love in the world be yours. And remember, everybody’s gotta learn sometime.
Not that it should be considered as such, since everyone, their mothers and their dogs seemed to know about this one particular feature. But you know that thing that you can do with your phone on SnapChat? The one where you’re taking an ordinairy selfie only to have your recently captured picture self spewing rainbows? Well, yeah. That’s a thing. I only found out about this a week ago at a party.
“But Dandy, ya numbskull!” You wail, gork and snort. “This feature has been present in SnapChat for AGES! How could you only find out about it now?”
And that’s a darn good question, Mr/Mrs/Ms. Disembodied Voice over the Internet! But the answer is the real kicker.
It’s one word. ‘iOS7’
… well, that’s not really a word. More like an acronym. But yeah, you get what I mean.
Hey, I’m back. Has my cup of web tea gone cold yet?
A few of you who read this blog may be wondering “Jee, Dandy! Just where the hell have ya been these past few months?!” and I would respond with “That’s a damn good question. Just where have I been these past few months?!” as if I were taking the time to recall my activity during the specified span of time.
But that would be kinda stupid since I already know the answer to that. So I will just type that up instead rather than pretend I forgot or didn’t know.
Ya see, during the latter half of 2015, I had began to put 80% of my free time into browsing and posting on Twitter in order to form some kind of social network that revolved around a horribly botched and indefinitely postponed attempt at making a YouTube channel, which had been a bit of a kid dream of mine since my high school years. But unfortunately, life got in the way and now I have found myself completely straying from that path.
So just for convenience sake, I have decided to briefly list and provide a bit of commentary about just what the heck I’ve been getting up to that’s been preventing me from blogging, in no particular order of importance.
1: I had recently started school once again. Actually, I’d spent most of that time trying to figure out what was going on with my course. Classes were being cancelled left, right and centre, teachers and lecturers were either quitting or changing departments and elective classes were only being held at a campus located two hours away from my current one.
2: And speaking of school, I have also just recently started my final bout of work placement/experience. This time, it’s a whopping 300 hours worth of practical study within the field that’ll earn me a pass. Which means that I should totally spend all of my lunch breaks blogging again like last year!
3: My addiction to other social networking sites or “The Treacherous Twitter Saga”. I am definitely not the best at micro-managing or structuring my time when it comes to social networking. Usually, it’s a spur of the moment kind of thing for me. Part of me thought that if I stuck with Twitter long enough (And I did, long enough to amass about 300 + followers) that it would begin to pay off and that I would’ve formed a potential audience for my YouTube content. In the end, that didn’t turn out to be the case. Or maybe I haven’t put enough time into it. I dunno. Lately, I’ve just been doing other stuff during my spare time. Like …
4: Playing tons of video games. Yeah, this was something that I didn’t see coming. I thought my love of video games was slowly withering away like a once magnificent rose, leaving behind only fond memories and borderline sorrowful feelings of nostalgia. But if anything, it’s picking up. Hell, even annual generic shooterfests like the turbo-bro cult classic Black Ops 3 had me pleasantly surprised. But mainly, it’s Bloodborne that has got me absolutely captivated at the moment. Still going too, even after clocking more than 80 hours into the game! And with the upcoming Dark Souls III, Deus Ex: Mankind Divided, Star Fox Zero, Tekken 7 and basically whatever the Nintendo NX has to offer, I think my love of gaming can only reignite my inner gamer.
5: Artistic pursuits. Recently, I had gotten back into making music. Not well, however. In fact, I have come to realise that my music making software is actually very limiting and prevents me from undertaking more ambitious products. Things like the amount of effects and instruments that can be used within a track are capped, which really makes stuff like mastering a track or experimenting with sound all the more difficult. Oh, and did I mention that I make ridiculous, headache inducing glitch art now? I’d show you but I don’t want you to think that I am a loser.
6: Some idiot (me) shaved my head. Everything above is actually false. The real truth is that I have spent 99% of my waking moments in deep meditation in order to grow my hair back as fast as possible before my girlfriend comes over to visit me, otherwise she might reckon I look stupid with short hair and possibly dump me for some handsome vaporwave producer or something. You know, the ones that pretty much live like it’s still the 90s and smell like Pine-O Clean.
So yeah, that’s basically what’s been going on. I will have to check in on everyone else’s blogs and see how all my old friends are doing. I think I had like, one pal. Or at least I think they were a pal … I dunno, they were pretty rad.