Good times...they’re out there

Now far be it from me to rip off the hard work of the good folk of Budweiser advertising, but this billboard kind of worked on me. Although I don’t drink. So it didn’t really have the desired effect that the folks at Budweiser wanted but it did have an effect. I digress. In a bid to find these good times I've left the optimistic schmaltz of my sunscreen summer behind. We’re in September and being the pop culture addled youth that I am it seems that I have decided to centre my autumn on a beer ad. It doesn’t have the depth or wit of Sunscreen and its advice is few and far between but I'm gonna play it by ear…

Well ok that’s a lie, I’m not. I already have a well devised plan of how to find these good times. I call it the Friendship Revolution (I know I’m a regular Don Draper). And the revolution begins now. Let’s see how this goes, shall we?

Now its not that I haven’t wanted to blog it’s just that I haven’t.

If that doesn’t make sense I’m not sure it ever will. It has been a mammoth two months since my second blog and my aim to call me a blogger has long gone. So in an attempt to rekindle my love affair with all things blog I am attempting to well, you know, blog. I think partly because I am yet to find a job I’m still adamant that I may be able to blog my way out of a recession. This of course is a fools dream. So let’s recap. My alias is 2minute2minute4, I tweet and occasionally blog. I am recent English graduate looking for a job. Oh yes that’s right I have graduated. It was a great day yet I don’t feel much different and I’m STILL waiting for Mrs Robinson. Where is she? If you know let me know.

I digress. Graduation was fantastic and the job hunt is still a frustrating endeavour as it is for many of us. I do have a part time job working for a well known high street chain. We’ll leave it at that. Because If the recent blogger attack is anything to go by, they might come after me (http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/8190786.stm).

Sunscreen summer revisited. Now my decision to abide by the laws of the sunscreen song have undoubtedly hit somewhat of a hitch. I have worried and I haven’t danced and quite frankly there has been no need for sunscreen. So like the blogging that starts afresh today too.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your

life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they

wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year

olds I know still don’t.

Guilt is out the window Baz. Time to pursue the dream ( Ill tell u about that next time, I'm all blogged out!) but as always.... Let’s see how this goes shall we?

The (fill in the blank) son returns

 Firstly I would like to thank everyone for the positive response to the blog! It really has been fantastic. Secondly I would like to apologise for the lack of blogging’. That’s my bad as the kids say! Pleasantries out the way, I’ll move on.

 

Parents. At the risk of sounding like a teenager, I believe that every student goes through this. You move away from home and find your independence yet the moment you walk back through the door of your parent’s house you suddenly do feel like a teenager again. It’s the usual agendas that you thought you had escaped such as bedtimes. Yes, bedtimes. The clock hits 11 and my parents inquire as to why I'm not in bed. The second, I'm sure is universal. Food. Now this has its advantages as a poor student. You get your fill of all the stuff you couldn’t afford or just forgot to buy. Then your mother forces you to eat fruit and you the joys of a pizza breakfast come flooding back. These are little gripes and before blogging turns to whinging I concur with the great Stephen Fry who quoted George Burns (I don’t know which Wikipedia says there are many and I hear him say it on QI) I digress. The quote is:

 

“Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.”

 

Just don’t tell your mum that.

 

Sunscreen summer revisited. Well the power and beauty of my youth was not enough power to make gladiator sandals to look good on male chicken legs. Therefore I failed Baz on that one. However sunscreen summer is well under way with:

 

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as

effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing

bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that

never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm

on some idle Tuesday.

 

Well the song states not to worry. And to be honest at the moment, for this week at home as long as I'm in at a decent hour and up before 12 well… Let’s see how this goes shall we?

Sunscreen Summer

I finished my very last exam yesterday! (It didn’t go brilliantly but cheers for asking anyway) so today as I read in the news that prospects aren’t great (http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/business/8067289.stm) or that I should emigrate (http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/education/8065615.stm) I thought I should finally embark on the idea I had 3 vulnerable years ago when credit crunch sounded like something you might get at Ben and Jerry’s. I am going to write a blog. Ok so it’s not novel and far from unique but I think it’s a way to broaden my horizons, right? No?  Well ok I’ll keep at it anyway. As I said in my first post I have been listening to a lot of depressing yet inspirational music during the last few months of student life. ‘Sunscreen’ by Baz Luhrman is one such song and 10 years down the line, as corny as it is I think it is, its pretty, pretty good. So instead of dwelling on recession depression I now hail this my Sunscreen Summer.  A summer when I take Baz’s advice (I don’t think it was his but we all know where the pay checks going right?) in an attempt to do something productive and not worry about what a possible 2 or 3 years of unemployment might do to my CV. So let’s have it Baz: well the core part of his advice is wearing sunscreen, cuz everybody’s free to apparently, if you can afford it that is.  Lets skip that Baz, what else?

 

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not 
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.

 

Ok… So power and beauty of my youth…although according to Baz, I’ll never understand it till its gone. That’s today’s objective. Full on, self love. Ok that came out wrong…

 

Moving on, based on today’s objective I might rock my gladiator sandals. Gladiator sandals for men? Still unsure. Answers on a postcard or in comment box please.

 

So to wrap up. I intend to live my life for the time being to the gospel according to Baz. That’s my initial objective. Baby steps.

 

Long term objectives include getting out of my overdraft which brings me to my stats, which I will constantly update in my blog profile and let you know on twitter (www.twitter.com/2minute2minute4) if you’re interested that is. Let’s see how this goes shall we?

 

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And so it begins…

  Right at this very moment I have no audience which as a student who is graduate limbo is an important thing. Also I'm a huge attention seeker. This blog is nothing but “my own meandering thoughts” yes I have been listening a lot to Baz Luhrman's sunscreen recently. Don’t judge me it’s the educational equivalent of eye of the tiger. At this stage I will attempt to blog about the weird and wonderful. However the basis of my blog is being in the same boat as many, many other people. The newly departed leavers of education (fragment consider revising).  I hope to hear and share all your anxieties along side lots of other random and interesting stuff. So before I put this blog out there to the scrutiny of my friends I put out there in the hope some of u guys might take a bite. This is the online blog of me, 2minute2minute4. Until recently an English student who is about to join the big bad world. Let’s see how this goes shall we?

 

All comments welcome,

 

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