There is something special in everyday, but that doesn’t always mean that everyday is extraordinary. Sometimes, when we get caught up in social media and the fun that other people are having, we forget that everyone leads normal lives beneath the Instagram photos.
I know that I’m very guilty of only posting about the highlights of my week and talk mostly about the best bits. So I thought that I’d give you a boring-bits-and-all account of a very average day.
It’s my #nofilter day.
So you want to move to London.
Maybe you’re already job hunting in the capital, or maybe you’ve been thinking about it for a while but aren’t sure where to start. Either way, I hope I can help you by sharing everything I learned when moving here.
There’s no denying that moving to a new city is daunting, and there’s something about the craziness of the big smoke that makes a move even more complicated. But it can be done – and it can be done quickly. I accepted a job offer and moved into a house share in West London only ten days later.
This is how you can do it, too.
It has been over a year since I finished my University degree. Writing that feels bizarre, as it seems like the last 12 months have stretched into feeling like a lifetime, and yet it still doesn’t feel that long ago. If you’re graduating in 2016, I know exactly how you’re feeling. Excited about new opportunities, incredibly sad about leaving uni life behind, and also terrified that you’ll never make anything of your life. It’s a tough time, but I’m here to promise you that it will all fall into place somehow.
If you’d told me that I would have moved to London within three months of finishing my degree, got a job that I absolutely love, and be living on my own, I don’t think I would have believed you. And yet all that did happen, and I’ve become completely self-sufficient.
There’s no denying that the first year outside of education is terrifying – but you can get through it. Here’s how.
At every single stage of life we have a different type of pressure on us. At uni, it was that we had to be with the best friends having the best times constantly. I thought that would lift when I graduated, and it has, but it’s been replaced with the massive pressure to make something of my life. Right now, that means a graduate should get the best possible job with lots of responsibility and hopes of promotion while being able to support yourself away from home for the first time in your life. Somehow, I’ve actually managed to achieve most of that and honestly, living completely without handouts from your family or the government in the form of student loans is incredibly empowering.
But what isn’t empowering is the thought that now that I’m working, like many of my just-graduated friends, we’ll be working until we’re easily getting towards our 70s. My friend Jess just got a letter to confirm that she had started a pension. She’ll be able to start receiving the money in 2060. That’s over fourty years of five weeks holiday per year and living for the weekends. A job might be the ultimate success on the surface, but we can’t seem to handle it straight after the freedom of University. A stable job at 21-years-old is not what my circle of friends seem to strive for. We want to get out when we’ve barely even gotten in.
That’s why so many of us want to travel long, far and soon. We are a generation who refuses to be tied down by work, homes or anything else. We want freedom. I’m not sure where I want to go, but I’ve had a look around and here are some places that will appeal to a lot of wanderlust-filled recent grads.