Posts Tagged ‘fate’

Shall we get moving?

For the last few weeks my train of thought has been somewhat absent. University, job security and changes in lifestyle have all reared there heads. One important aspect of these changes seem to be my attitude towards life. At the moment, I seem focused and motivated. Steering towards my goals and hoping to achieve them.

It’s abit of a waiting game at the moment. My university choices should be heading in over the next few weeks and job hunting is atleast giving me interviews. For example, yesterday I went for a job at a new wine bar opening in sandown on the isle of Wight. I was only in there 5 minutes. The usual questions on ‘what have you done’ and ‘isn’t the weather cold’ were asked. After the interagation, she started discussing the wage. £5 an hour. Apparently this is minimum wage. She hadn’t taken into account my experience working for costa coffee. I’m currently paid £6 an hour. After considering this, she told me that I would get a phone call that evening. Nothing happened!

Reliability is one factor in this. It would be nice to recieve a phone call saying ‘we’ve discussed the issue but feel it wouldn’t work. Atleast then I have some consolidation.

Overall, I’m happy how everything is going. I’m just hoping the weather picks up 😀


The feeling of regret and positive thinking

Since starting this blog almost a month ago, I’ve spent most of that time looking back on the decisions I’ve made. Situations that I sometimes regret and others that are positive. Things happen for a reason. You fall out of contact with friends because they are moving on with life. You meet new people and realise you have some sort of connection. I use to think along these lines. You meet people for a reason. Nothing could be more clear when I recently visited Winchester University. I have never been somewhere which is so laid back, but has some form of connection with me.

Upon leaving the town centre and trying to find campus with a dodgy map, I stumbled to a graveyard. randomly placed between the headstones was a path, that I gathered would connect me to the Uni. After a few minutes I came across the reception building. What a contrast of modern meets medieval. Quiet meets even quieter. Suddenly, the thoughts of regret came flooding back. This was the same experience I had before with my earlier Uni. In someway, I think this absent reminder was saying stick to your guns. Carry on the way you are. The Uni was nice, small, quiet but great facilities. It’s a shame there isn’t a mixture between great night life and Uni. I suppose I shouldn’t be so fussy.

Positive thinking has never been a strong point of mine. I’ve always taken the attitude that if its going to go wrong, it will go wrong. Maybe I should adopt the positivity and embrace it. Through it, I might find peace of mind. The regret is still lingering in the background, waiting to pop out and say ‘We were right and you were wrong.’