My legs ache and my eye lids are so unbelivably heavy. I have handed in my dissertation, and feel as if I should be celebrating but I just feel so...meh
It's the final stretch of university life. I feel tired and uninspired and very irritable, and this terrible misery got worse as my father, my boyfreind and myself drove our way through Derby batteling the wind and rain whilst clinging on to our will to live.
It seems as though I moan in my blogs. Maybe its when i'm at my most creative, when i'm feeling down and pretty disheartened about certain things.Today I got another job rejection. I know i'm not great on selling myself, however over the past few weeks I have heard the same thing said to me over and over again: Your degree isn't enough. For more moaning on this topic visit 'A warning to budding journalists'
It's the final stretch of university life. I feel tired and uninspired and very irritable, and this terrible misery got worse as my father, my boyfreind and myself drove our way through Derby batteling the wind and rain whilst clinging on to our will to live.
It seems as though I moan in my blogs. Maybe its when i'm at my most creative, when i'm feeling down and pretty disheartened about certain things.Today I got another job rejection. I know i'm not great on selling myself, however over the past few weeks I have heard the same thing said to me over and over again: Your degree isn't enough. For more moaning on this topic visit 'A warning to budding journalists'

