- I've been silly and spent my last £50 on a new coat and handbag... Neither of which I really needed.
- I've also been silly because I read a few stories on the Daily Mail's website and the views of some of the ignorant commenters always wind me up.
- I've had to endure two consecutive weekends of Barry Scott having drunken one night stands (complete with two different women...)
- I've got to go to my beautiful cousin's wedding at the weekend, where I will ultimately end up looking like a frump with a dodgy hairdo, who's also spectacularly bad at getting a job. (I was supposed to spend my last £50 on a dress, however, I couldn't find one I liked... So the odds are that I'm stuck wearing a black dress, that's too big for me, to a wedding... I've also got misbehaving hair at the moment, but can't afford to tame it.)
- I've applied for just under 70 jobs. I'm still unemployed.
- I've had three interviews. They were all unsuccessful. Because I'm rubbish...
- I'm not eligible for Jobseekers' Allowance. So I'm using my savings to live off. Savings which were there to help me through Medical School, if I ever get there...
- When I was at Uni, I was busy concentrating on my degree, but now I've finished, it feels so hard to be self-disciplined and just do some work.
- My dreams also seemed much closer when I was at Uni, and now, strangely, they feel further away than they ever have done before.
- Every time I log onto Facebook, I'm bombarded by good news from others. Fantastic job offers, new boyfriends/girlfriends, new houses, new cars, new pets, new phones, new courses at Uni... I'm happy for them, don't get me wrong, but it feels like everyone else is moving on and I'm stood still. My life genuinely feels stagnant.
- I think I just need to 'man up' a bit and get stuck in to GAMSAT stuff.
- A day doesn't go by now where I'm not ignored by potential employers, or rejected by them on the basis of having no experience. I'm trying my best, but it really isn't good enough for anyone. I'm frustrated, but no-one cares enough to listen. I'm drowning in a sea of rejection, and no-one'll bother to throw me a couple of armbands...
- I feel that after finishing Uni, I should feel on top of the world. I did well. I did better than I expected, in all honesty. I thought I was going to end up scraping a third, when in reality, I got a 2:1. I should be moving on to new and exciting things, but I'm not. It feels like my peers are constantly rubbing my nose in it by moving on themselves.
- I don't know what to do for the best now. I'm torn. Do I forget about jobs and money and just concentrate on getting into Medical School? Or do I forget (temporarily) about Medical School and earn some money (if anyone'll give me a chance)? It's difficult to decide what to do, but I know I can't carry on like this.
Although, on a lighter note, this has cheered me up no end:
