For those of you too young to remember where that quote comes from, dear god I wish I was your age. I am now officially the grand old age of 22 and it hurts. I am old. I know there will be a lot of you reading this who think that 22 is really not that old. But let me share a few things that have happened in the last few months that have really contributed to this ancient feeling I’m having today…
Firstly I graduated from university. This is a huge life event no matter what way you look at it, and it really hammers home you’re not…a young adult anymore. There is no hiding from it all. You’re out in the world.
Now don’t get me wrong, I always knew I would be out in the world on my own by graduation, I just always imagined I would have an idea of where I was going. My whole final year of university I was incredibly unhappy, I couldn’t wait for it to be over, and yet at the same time never wanted it to end. But, I was lied to.
There’s the bare truth. I was lied to about university.
Where I come from, going to university wasn’t the norm, most of my friends didn’t go, I was the first in my family to go. I was told by teachers, role models, the media, the government, family, employers, and the world around me that if I went to university life would be better. My life would improve, it would get me out of the area I didn’t want to live in anymore, it would give me something invaluable; a degree. Honestly, life isn’t much better. Now I don’t mean that entirely, I wouldn’t have the friends I have today, my amazing partner in crime Josh, the knowledge I have.
I mean it mostly in relation to employment, I am coming up to the same thing time and time again when applying for jobs: “You don’t have enough experience.”
Sure I am one of the lucky ones, I have a job. It’s a job that I hate and I feel my brain slowly melting each and everyday I do it, but at least its there. It is however a position that the company I work for are also employing apprentices in. My degree has so far, seemed to count for nothing. If I’m honest I am so upset about this, university was tough for me.
Without making excuses, I’m dyslexic, slow at reading, slow at a lot of things…but I worked my ass off and was so proud I was the only one crying her eyes out at our graduation.
My degree is in Creative Writing, which actually gives you experience in a wide range of fields, teaching, poetry, fashion writing, marketing, how to guides, book blurbs, blogging…the list is endless. And yet I find myself thinking, “I wish I had never been to university and just worked instead.” That is not something I want to think.
Jesus I could go on about this forever…
Moving on, the other thing that makes me feel old is bills. I have paid my own bills before, but now Josh and I are living together on our own, if we mess up there’s no fall guy. It’s just us, those little envelopes falling through the letterbox, they add to the grey hairs everyday!
Then of course there are the backaches. Surely your back only really hurts when you’re old right? Nope. When you’re out of the house for ten hours, sitting in naff office chairs all day, that makes your back hurt.
And don’t even get my started on the fact that I have been falling over for no reason recently. Oh god! The embarrassment of falling flat on your face only a few steps from your front door. Coming to on the floor with no idea how you got there, sure that’s OAP status right there?
Then the finally thing to really make my bones ache is this blog. I took of a big challenge daily blogging and working full time and looking for jobs and gyming several times a week…but this blog really is the sense in all the madness. I love MadeFromBeauty. It’s my baby, my pride and joy, and most of all, it’s fun! Nothing in the world puts a smile on my face like nabbing a new follower it chatting with you guys! So honestly, this ageing graduate would like to say thank you. And again, thank you.
So I know this post was a little ranty and long, but forgive me, it’s my birthday!
In the spirit of me crying my way through the 6th March, because 1993 was 22 years ago, lets talk cry proof mascaras…
Currently am using the Max Factor False Lash Effect Waterproof formula over the Magnifibres to give my eyelashes that extra long, budge proof kick. I also love the L’Oreal Miss Manga original mascara, which for being a non-waterproof formula actually holds up very well when the water works start.
What are your favourite cry proof formulas? Let me know in the comments below! Brb cutting my cake with hanky in hand…
Sam
Happy birthday! x
Thank you very much Tanya! x
Isn’t it weird? When your younger you wonder about how you’ll grow up, but you feel like you’ll have it all figured out. But when you get there you realize wow what am I doing haha. At least that’s how it is for me.
Completely! :( x
‘cutting my cake with hanky in hand’ hahah! I’m turning 21 in a week and I feel old. To be honest, I still can’t believe I’m no longer in my teen years & if I think about it for too long I’ll probably start getting a bit teary. I also went to uni for PR, graduated and was left unemployed. For all the money and stress I went through, I was still left no where when I finished because I still had no proper experience to be hired. I totally agree & sometimes I feel like I was better off going straight into work. It seems to be all about who you know these days! x
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I’m glad you liked the post! I was worried it was a bit ranty, but it sounds like you know what I mean! Thanks for the support! x
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Thank you so much, your post meant a lot to me! Very sweet! Good luck in your major! Thank you again x