Tag Archive | work

Life in a fish bowl

I feel like I am in a fish bowl.. Not literally squashed in a tiny little bowl, but sat here with everybody stopping to look at me.. I’m sure you can understand what I mean when I come around to explaining it…

I’m sat in work at the moment. It’s a pretty quiet day today so I thought I would bring in my notebook and get writing whilst it’s quiet. Our shop is on the corner of a little arcade and there is a constant flow of people walking past day in day out having a nose. Don’t get me wrong, the location is 100% perfect for business. We get so many customers just from walking past and seeing us as well as word of mouth. Continue reading

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“Because I do…”

It’s not that I don’t miss writing; because I do.
It’s not that I don’t miss blogging; because I do.
It’s not that I don’t miss reading other blogs; because I do.

Well, this feels weird. This is the first time I have turned my laptop on to write in what feels like months… Wait, it actually is months.

I miss writing and blogging like crazy. You’re probably thinking, “well why did you stop then?”, but the reason for that is that life just got in the way.

I now have a full time job – 6 days a week – which I absolutely love. I am so thankful for the opportunity to actually be in a job that I adore and right now I wouldn’t have it any other way.

The only thing that has suffered from getting a job though is my blog. But that isn’t my jobs fault; it’s mine. Continue reading

Life as a Graduate!

On Thursday, I turned twenty-one and graduated from university!

Leading up to the day I should have been really excited, but I wasn’t. I couldn’t look forward to my birthday because I was so scared about graduation, but now that I have done it, I have realised that I really did have nothing to worry about.

Thursday morning, I woke up and bypassed the fact that it was my birthday. I didn’t want to open any of my cards and presents until I could enjoy it after the ceremony was over. I was a huge bag of nerves, but somehow I managed to keep it under control… Well, until I got my gown!

Once I received my gown and mortar board, reality sunk in. “Wow, I am actually off to graduate”. That was it for me – my anxiety completely took over and I had trouble trying to pull myself together. Where we collected our gowns from and where the ceremony took place, there was roughly a ten minute walk to get there. The whole way there I was trying not to heave whilst my parents were around me, supporting me and reassuring me that I don’t have to go through with it if I’m not up to it.

BUT… I DID IT! Continue reading