It’s not until you stop to write a blog that you realise how much you fit into your life; at least given the right company and opportunities.
Living in a house with 3 other people satisfies the first condition. There is something very different about living in a house compared to halls. Mainly because I care about my house; it may lack Internet and have a worrying (growing) hole in the bathroom ceiling, but this is part of the charm. My halls were a little too perfect, though somewhere in between 3*hotel and psychiatric hospital kind of perfect. Don’t worry potential freshmen, we shipped the hall off to London Met!
So, second year. I have to admit a slight sense of warmth returning to the physics building. Not being the youngest at university anymore is refreshing, as is the realisation that half way through this year, I could be half way to a degree! On Monday night, all this grown up thinking lead me to Bank of America Merril Lynch’s Graduate Recruitment Evening. “I definitely don’t want to be an investment banker,” I quipped as I walked into the marble clad events hall.
Ah, what a couple of free Peronis and gourmet canapés can do to a young man. By the end of the night, I’d talked to everyone there, and had become obsessed with the idea of working in the city selling exotic future equity derivates et al.
Thankfully the next morning it had worn off.
The more harsh reality of applying for any London Internship with a fairly sub-standard CV hadn’t.
And this, my friends and dear readers, is where my advice arrives. Join loads of societies! Do a language module! If only I’d read this in a blog before last year, who knows where I’d be!
In return for this valuable (though hardly groundbreaking) insight, I would like answers to problem sheet questions I’m stuck on.
And perhaps a comment or two; I could write them on my CV.