I am getting totally shafted from work.
150 for a fucking month's work? Gee, thanks!
You cunts.
Pretty fucking diheartened at the moment. Stayed up until about 5am last night (last night? This morning...) researching the path I need to take to get my ideal job sorted. It's no where near as easy as I thought.
First, I have to get onto a 3 year research course in Clinical Psychology (after getting at least a 2:1 in my current course). This would be 'ok', except there are about 200 places nationwide every year and, every year, they receive about 8000 applications. I mean, fuck me.
They 'suggest' you have 'relevant work experience'. Working as a waitress doesn't get you to this position.
I've been frantically searching for assistant psychologist positions all over the place and the only ones I can find are a few scarce ones in England. Theory goes that if I can get a little bit of cash worked up, I might have to take one of the ones down South for the summer and get a good 5 or 6 months in there before going into my honours year. Then do it again next year.
This way, I'll MAYBE make it to the 'short-list' crew of 2000. From there I'll rely on the volunteering I do at the minute, my class rep. role, my student leader qualification and the amazing references I'll get.
Yes, I will get them. I know how to bribe.
FROM THERE... I'll struggle through the 3 year course (either here in Scotland or down South depending on where I get in), with 2 placements a year and a shit load of work. Also, I'll be expected to teach undergrads, which I'll find hilarious because I'll only be 20 and the majority of them will be the same age or older than me. "lol".
Hopefully, I'll graduate from this course well.
FROM THERE... I need to get into a 2 year part time neuropsychology course in order to become a chartered clinical neuropsychologist.
Seem like a lot of hard work?
Yeah, I cried over it. Then came to the conclusion that other than "rockstar", I can't visualise myself in any other profession. So, I guess I'll just have to work though it.
I hope to fuck I can make it.
Oh, by the way, If you read this far through my shite thoughts, you deserve a treat. I put a new pic up in the 'me' album of my backpiece (and, consequentially, my arse). Go take a gander if you like that sort of thing.
Peas out.
150 for a fucking month's work? Gee, thanks!
You cunts.
Pretty fucking diheartened at the moment. Stayed up until about 5am last night (last night? This morning...) researching the path I need to take to get my ideal job sorted. It's no where near as easy as I thought.
First, I have to get onto a 3 year research course in Clinical Psychology (after getting at least a 2:1 in my current course). This would be 'ok', except there are about 200 places nationwide every year and, every year, they receive about 8000 applications. I mean, fuck me.
They 'suggest' you have 'relevant work experience'. Working as a waitress doesn't get you to this position.
I've been frantically searching for assistant psychologist positions all over the place and the only ones I can find are a few scarce ones in England. Theory goes that if I can get a little bit of cash worked up, I might have to take one of the ones down South for the summer and get a good 5 or 6 months in there before going into my honours year. Then do it again next year.
This way, I'll MAYBE make it to the 'short-list' crew of 2000. From there I'll rely on the volunteering I do at the minute, my class rep. role, my student leader qualification and the amazing references I'll get.
Yes, I will get them. I know how to bribe.
FROM THERE... I'll struggle through the 3 year course (either here in Scotland or down South depending on where I get in), with 2 placements a year and a shit load of work. Also, I'll be expected to teach undergrads, which I'll find hilarious because I'll only be 20 and the majority of them will be the same age or older than me. "lol".
Hopefully, I'll graduate from this course well.
FROM THERE... I need to get into a 2 year part time neuropsychology course in order to become a chartered clinical neuropsychologist.
Seem like a lot of hard work?
Yeah, I cried over it. Then came to the conclusion that other than "rockstar", I can't visualise myself in any other profession. So, I guess I'll just have to work though it.
I hope to fuck I can make it.
Oh, by the way, If you read this far through my shite thoughts, you deserve a treat. I put a new pic up in the 'me' album of my backpiece (and, consequentially, my arse). Go take a gander if you like that sort of thing.
Peas out.
sounds like you got alot to get sort out so best of luck with it all
love the backpiece thats so cool cute arse too