Off to University...

I know I’ve been saying for a long time that I will do something lifestyle based and so, I am doing a lifestyle blog about things that happen on a day-to-day basis. I will be talking about my experiences with various things, some things will come back over and over again because my days are very much similar. If something else happens then it happens. Hopefully, you and I can get along and I can go along and tell you a little bit of a story about this experience I’ve had and then we’re going to talk about it. I’m going to discuss my reaction and my thoughts on the experience afterwards. Not only am I thinking about getting a dialogue going, but I’m also looking to make friends with people who have probably had similar experiences to me. Not only that though, maybe we can have a bit of a laugh and rethink this shit - maybe our minds can be changed and enlightened together. Or, you can just be here to enjoy the story and listen to me ramble on. If you want to read this in my voice then I kind of sound like a cross between Freddie Mercury and Scar from the “Lion King”. So get the full ‘experience’ there. So immersive.

Off to University

When I was first going off to university, I had not taken a gap year so I was still about eighteen years’ old. Once I had started applying, my mother and father had said that they didn’t want me to do film studies because it’s not really a subject. But I beg to differ, it is just an analysis of another art form. I ended up doing literature and film at university against my parents’ wishes and well, let’s see the struggle of how I got there.

During school, my mother and father wanted me to study either law or journalism. They were always big on using my skills later on and being able to brag about me to other people. I, on the other hand, didn’t care. I was going to do whatever I wanted to do anyway. My parents had a thing that I had to go to university. and so, they wanted me to do something that was reputable like law. I know a lot of people who have said to me that their parents wanted them to do law and yet, some don’t even go near it. Some did it and now are miserable because of the fact the subject is boring if you don’t have your heart and soul in it. I know people who did law and are happy. But I didn’t want to do it, I didn’t care enough about law to want to do it. If we were going to spend so much money on my education at a higher level, I would want to do something where I can gain the best marks, have the best immersion in my subject and do with my heart and my brain. When I started university, I was there do study literature and film for a B.A. No, it wasn’t easy and it was by no means simple and yet, I found I was having so much more fun that others who had told me ‘my parents told me to do this…’ even if it was literature and film that they were told to do.

I cannot possibly imagine trying to tell people what to do with their futures. When you’re a parent (I am not) you are responsible for your child yes, but you’re not going to find any pleasure in telling them what to do with their lives. If I was a parent, I wouldn’t be able to see my kid that miserable for that long. Honestly, I am happy I went against my parents wishes. They were telling me from an early age that I had to be a lawyer and I didn’t tell them until I was sixteen that it wasn’t what I wanted to do. After this, I think they were honestly glad I didn’t want to do it because I don’t think that they wanted to see me that miserable but they were also trying to put this thing on to me to be ambitious for something.

I was ambitious, but not in the way they wanted. I ended up furthering my education into an M.A in film and writing and at the moment, I’m planning and working on my PhD thesis. I ended up going to university to do something, just like my parents wanted. I became a teacher, probably not what they wanted. I write articles, so it’s a kind of journalism. And I’m happy, and I have a job. And those are the two things that matter the most. If you are happy and have a job, even if you’re still working you’re way up to what you actually want to do - it’s all good. I’m getting to what I want to do, even though what I want to do is…become a funeral director.

I’ll talk about that soon though.