Today we had the Liverpool Career’s Fair held – unsuprisingly – in Liverpool, in St. Georges Hall. Basically, you’re supposed to go to these places and sign up the rest of your life away for a career. Or try to.
You see, with practically everybody in the UK going to uni to do Penis Studies or summit like that, employers now look for A-Level Grades.
“Woah!” I hear you shout. “You’re A-Levels are shite!”
Exactly. Maybe I’m being a bit hypocritical (though I did get onto the course I’m doing because I showed interest, and my games were well recieved) here, but surely something I did 3 years ago is less relevant than what I did 2 years ago. Hell, I told them about being STEP Merseyside Champion and they said “That’s nice”. Three years ago I didn’t drink. Three years ago I didn’t have access to the internet. Three years ago I had never kissed a girl.
Jeez. I’m just so frustrated at the moment, and it seems like I’m not the only one
That being said, I am happy with life at the moment. I know it’s not the end of the world. I’ll make summit of my life.
Well, I did warn you this blog wouldn’t be deep as my old one.