The Very First One

I’m Rachel. Graduate, current postgraduate, broke, at sea. Not literally at sea. I am not a Cornish fisherwoman nor sailing the seven seas on a cruise ship, though both situations sound surprisingly appealing at the moment. At sea such that as my postgraduate degree is drawing to an alarmingly proximate close, I am left wondering: What’s the plan, Stan? 

This question is to the ears of a graduate without a plan about as welcome as Donald Trump at a feminist rally. Yet, to any family member you’ve not spoken to for longer than a week, schoolmates you have unsuccessfully managed to avoid in the local shopping centre, or any general human you have mistakenly told you are soon to finish your degree, this question is irresistible. Even those who are aware that no such plan has been formulated, and are informed that our future remains clouded by a haze of uncertainty, still appear to delight in the posing of this question which sends us spiralling from our apparent dizzy heights of ignorant bliss like a lead balloon. My favourite follow up statement, the one that has at times caused me to suffer from what I like to call The Rage, (internally of course), is “Don’t you think you should start thinking about it?” Gosh, now you’ve said it, I probably should. 

Some people reading this (all four of you – not you mum, you’re great) will be in your heads sighing and shouting “You do need a plan! So make one!” My answer to this, as I stand in the corner of all those as indecisive and full of self-doubt as I, is that choices are bloody hard. We want to make the right one. Plus, what hope do we have, those of us who are on the verge of tears attempting to decide which variation of soup to put in the microwave for lunch? We’ll get there. Plus, it’s exciting right? Today I had tomato, tomorrow? Who knows? What a time to be alive. 

So, to finally arrive at the original destination of this initial post, my grand entrance into the online universe, I decided to start this blog as I have come to realise that I love to write. I have therefore borrowed a tiny section of the internet to write some things down and hope some people might like it. I’m not sure what form it’s going to take, but I hope it’s going to be fun. Have a look around – even if you find something to briefly distract you from the proximity of your face to an armpit on your daily commute I will be happy with that. Thank you for reading this far :) 

Rachel 
 

6 comments

  • Mike

    Mike Cornwall

    Vegetable

    Vegetable

  • Nick

    Nick Marazion

    Julie Andrews for prime minister!

    Julie Andrews for prime minister!

  • June

    June Frimley

    Love the blog Rach, ditto your comments on GBBO traumatised by the sheer thought of what the future holds for them and us xx

    Love the blog Rach, ditto your comments on GBBO traumatised by the sheer thought of what the future holds for them and us xx

  • Vicki

    Vicki Edinburgh

    Personally I would welcome Donald Trump at a feminst rally because I would enjoy his floundering ineptitude to converse with intelligent women (some of whom may even have pubic hair). Great start to a great blog McGee, sorry to mention pubic hair on your debutante piece xx

    Personally I would welcome Donald Trump at a feminst rally because I would enjoy his floundering ineptitude to converse with intelligent women (some of whom may even have pubic hair). Great start to a great blog McGee, sorry to mention pubic hair on your debutante piece xx

  • Joel

    Joel Durham

    Ahh the strugs of deciding your entire life. #studentforever

    Ahh the strugs of deciding your entire life. #studentforever

  • James

    James Stockwell

    Rachel, don't worry. Everyone I knew at uni who told me they "have a plan/were going to do great things/were going to travel the world/were going to write the Great British Novel" ended up working as a teacher or in IT. "Adults", if they're a success, like to think they "had a plan" all the time, but they didn't. Everybody's just making it up as they go along. Trust me. Great blog, BTW. You write really well.

    Rachel, don't worry. Everyone I knew at uni who told me they "have a plan/were going to do great things/were going to travel the world/were going to write the Great British Novel" ended up working as a teacher or in IT.
    "Adults", if they're a success, like to think they "had a plan" all the time, but they didn't. Everybody's just making it up as they go along.
    Trust me.
    Great blog, BTW. You write really well.

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