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My time at university has come to an end, and I have moved from one place to another (I've moved back "home" home).

My mates aren't around me anymore, I can't do random stuff with my housemates anymore and I can't text people and say "pub at 7?". All those hundreds of running in-jokes are consigned to history and I am now faced with, quite literally, a blank calendar that stretches on forever.

Plus I have to cope with the troubles of living with my parents again - Jesus, living in a place I would prefer to be away from and finding a job.



This thread is for you to post your own experiences or, at the VERY LEAST, your deepest deepest condolences.

I'm afraid my "words of wisdom" through Myspace are as much as I can summon. Although I do say jokes and memories are confined to history only if you allow them so. Although more in-frequent, they can live on for eternity.

And although living with parents again may not be the most ideal situation for you at the moment, I'm sure your folks don't lock the ironing board in their room then bugger off.

Well at least one of them should work.

Your post may also be applicable for entry into hyma's "Things that make you go awww" thread.

Shag a puppy? I hear that's frowned upon.

Well, I'm sure your parents will be glad to hear some of your lovely outbursts of Michael Bolton first thing in the morning.

It disturbs me when people make references like that - it's as though the forum is watching me!

Alas Michael Bolton is one of those jokes - if I utter it to anyone in this place, I'll just get a blank look.

Thank you for the words and pictures. The dog won out. Trust me, I'd rather be living with someone who locks the ironing board in their room.

Meh!

I left Uni a year ago and since then I've formed by own business and very soon I'm going to be back behind the microphone as a James Martin-esque presenter.

The end of Uni is always an end of an era, and I throughly enjoyed my years there, but there comes a time when you need to put all the drinking, sex, all-nighters, food fights and shaving foam escipades behind you, and move on!

I know someone who is currently 27 years old and is STILL in full time education because he is scared of the real world. He's got several college diploma's, 3 degrees and is probably the most intelligent person I know. And yet he's nearly 30, and is too scared to get out in the real world.

With all his qualifications, he could easily get a job right now with a starting salary of at least £40,000 per annum. It's silly that he doesn't.

Uni is fun, but it would do my bloody nut in if I had to endure it for more than 3 years. Anyway, who says that the drinking, sex and all-nighters have to stop? If anything, increase the fun! Move to Cardiff, DAS. Cheap-ish rent, and here's a nice pic of the BBC balloon flying over Cardiff's studentville which is a stones throw from the vibrant, surprisingly compact city centre </jamez as mr tourist board>

Living with your parents gain after university is always a shock to the system. And it is a big and frightning thought that your in the big wide world. I found just being out of the house as much as possible the best thing for me. As for the job, well I found mine on the day I went to sign on. They "forced" me to look for a job, gave me one, I phoned up, got an interview for that afternoon and was offerd the job by 2.30. And I thought I was unemployable. It was a funny day as I'd also won a competition on BBC Radio Leeds' Alex Hall Late show. It only turned out to be a bottle of shampoo and conditioner but hey...

*takes a sip of Gin & Iron Bru*

Do what I did. Moved in with a girl I met 3 months earlier and then take on board another of her friends and live like students. There's now me, her and him living in a 3 bed semi where no one does the washing up, a vacum cleaner that doesn't like to sucj and I have a tasteful pink bedroom. The only differmce from student life is the fact I have to work and no locks on the bedroom door.

*takes another sip*

It all works out in the end, no matter how much your convinced it won't at the moment. I'm still convinced i won't, but you have to believe sometimes.

Living like students was the bit I hated to be honest...

Washing up would never get done.

The sink and surrounding worktops would be covered in plates, empty pizza boxes, dried up grated cheese, old receipts from shops, old beer cans.

Black bin bags piled up in the corner of the kitchen. And when the smell got too horrific (especially in the warmer months) we'd put the entire load of bags onto the moss-covered patio along with the overflowing bin.

NTL would cut at least one of us off every month for late payment of broadband fees.

None of the carpets got hoovered, except when the Landlord told us would "be here in 1 hour" which then led to txt messages being sent out and the 3 other housemates racing back to help tidy.

French boys pubic hair in the bathroom plug and sink hole. Shower curtain with mould on it

Always running out of money. Having to then pluck up the courage to phone home and ask for £100 to be put in ur bank account so you could join everyone else the next night getting pissed and then ordering takeaways.

Having to drag your sorry ass out of bed on cold, dark winter mornings and walking over to the Uni buildings down the road.

Having to write 3,000+ word essays on the most boring and irrelavent shite known to man while your mates are off out having fun.

Good things:

Easy drunk girls living in your street and all of the ajecent streets.

Street part atmosphere. We closed off our street once to have a big party one night. The police came and told us off, but let us continue!

Living next door to your mates. Living in eachothers pockets for most of the year.

Jamez wrote:I know someone who is currently 27 years old and is STILL in full time education because he is scared of the real world. He's got several college diploma's, 3 degrees and is probably the most intelligent person I know. And yet he's nearly 30, and is too scared to get out in the real world.

With all his qualifications, he could easily get a job right now with a starting salary of at least £40,000 per annum. It's silly that he doesn't.

There comes a point when one has to leave education and get employment. Even though he might have several diplomas and 3 degrees, if you don't have any work experience in the real world, they're unlikely to want to be able to employ you.

I really do hate it when jobs ask you for something like 2 years experience, even when the position is relatively lower down in the food chain. How can one get experience even for the most lowest of jobs? And does experience count over academic qualifications? And is it really worth going to university these days? I am stuck in a litte rut at the moment.

It disturbs me when people make references like that - it's as though the forum is watching me!

Mwhahaha! We're onto you.

Depends what sort of job you want to do. If you want to be a doctor, lawyer, teacher etc., then you must go to to University, and pass with flying colours.

If you want to be something like an accountant, esate agent, bank manager, therapist etc., then you will need to train for that, but not necessarily to degree level.

The media industry doesn't tend to look for degrees. It looks primarily for talent and experience over how many bits of paper you have saying how clever you supposedly are. If you're currently doing a media production degree, then you really are wasting your time and money. They're not really worth very much and if you wanted to become something like a radio presenter, producer, cameraman etc., then you're much better off nagging broadcasters until you eventually get a break and begin your assent up the career ladder.

Journalism usually requires some form of training, and certainly to become a broadcast journalist you will need at least a BTEC in journalism. English, History or Geography are the degrees/courses to opt for if you want to become a journalist. Then get yourself onto a trainee scheme somewhere.

Lastly, NEVER let anyone put you off. Go at it like a bull at a gate and f*ck everyone else's comments. Some people will offer helpful advice, and others will offer nothing but bullshit.

Or... simply have an idea that you're willing to devote the vast majority of your life to non-stop for a couple of years and start your own company. However, it's risky and you will have good times as bad as well ones, which both I and Johnnyboy will confirm. Depends what sort of person you are. If you're easily led or simply just too scared of sacrificing a steady income to go it alone, then running your own business is not for you.