It’s nearly a month since I left University and it was definitely the right choice for me. Although I haven’t got a concrete job and I am at home most days, don’t worry. I’m not wasting my life watching daytime T.V. (although Trisha makes me laugh), playing PS3 or on Twitter non-stop (in the evening I am). I’m just not that kind of person. I’m keeping busy working on a few pieces of writing (watch this space), searching/applying for jobs and continuing to build my contacts. So, if people ask what I do I say writer. Even though people think “he’s one of those creative people without a proper job pursuing his pipe-dreams”. But I’m not bothered what other’s think. A bit like my brother the actor.
As well as keeping myself occupied in the days, I’ve set myself a few personal goals. Firstly, I am desperate to be able to go out, whether that be clubbing or the shops, and push myself in my manual wheelchair. So, I’m doing a bit of daily training outside on the uneven pavements near home. I’ve already been round the block twice and I’m very proud of myself.
My second mission that I haven’t accepted yet because I’m scared is that I want to put myself out there and go on dates. I want to join proper dating sites which you have to pay for because the free ones I’ve been on are full of creeps (like me).
Some have said I’m stupid for leaving University without a clear future but it’s actually quite exciting to not know what’s around the corner.
Like Arsenal winning the FA Cup, me getting a girlfriend and writing pure gold. A boy can dream right?
Bye for now