"Don't stop, no, I'll never give up."

Saturday, 5 October 2013

Today's post is a little different this post is an adapted piece I wrote for the magazine I edit, I hope by reading this you'll learn a little more about me and why sometimes I don't post for a while as I'm preoccupied with being a workaholic and balancing all the many things I'm juggling. Today brought the end of an era, so I felt this piece was rather apt; I finished up at Monsoon having worked there for over 2 years and I can't wait to see what the future holds. I've changed the piece up a little to make it relevant to anyone, but I hope you enjoy it, apologies for the lengthiness.

My 'End of an Era' face...


When you’re at school finishing up for the summer holidays brings a mixture of emotions, excitement, relief and happiness, a tinge of sadness, having waved friends on to new schools, college or university. When I left school, I was excited for what was imminently to come, the big move to Australia, just one week after my eighteenth birthday. Moving on your own to the other side of the world is daunting, but for me the scariest part was coming home and facing the reality of leaving school; in Australia I worked 9-5, 5 days a week in a school, I loved my job, but I knew it wasn't something I could do forever.

I had never planned to study at college, till the age of 16 I was dead-set on pursuing a career in medicine, just before I sat my fifth year Highers, I'd realised medicine wasn't for me. My realisation came at the worst time possible, I was left not knowing what to do, I had studied subjects suited to applying for medicine and was now in a tricky situation trying to give myself as many opportunities as possible.

My gap year was a big part of trying to work out what to do with my self after school, I applied for my BA in Media and Communications whilst on my lunch break one day whilst working in a school just outside of Melbourne, I'd applied on a whim, spurred on by Mum who was a little concerned as to what I planned to do when I got home. it felt like I was a world away from Forth Valley College and I had forgotten all about it till I received an email inviting me for an interview, the only problem about it being it was before my flight to come back, I managed to reschedule the interview and felt fairly confident, I could secure a place on the course, I had good grades and experience so hoped it was a sure thing.

As it happened the course had been filled before my rescheduled date rolled around, I arrived back in Scotland, sun tanned, with very little money left and full of optimism that I could get a job and place of the college course, I was then left disappointed and not knowing what to do when I was informed I was on the waiting list, and that hopefully a place would come up. Not the ideal start to moving back to Scotland, thankfully a few weeks into the course the day after my 19th birthday I received a call to let me know there was a place for me on the course, the course I'd basically fallen into by accident had space for me.

Though I would never change studying Media and Communications at Forth Valley College, the way it happened was in no way the way I expected, I fell into the course a little bit by accident, but I’m so glad I did, it has been one of the best things that could have happened to me. Starting a new course, a new year or a new job can be very daunting, it’s not easy and there will be times when things are difficult, but by working hard and looking ahead you can achieve things you probably never believed could or would happen. Whilst studying I've learnt that regardless of how or why you choose to study ultimately how everything pans out and what you do as a consequence is purely up to you.