After three and three-fourths long months …
Finally, FINALLY, FINALLY, Allen has come back to his blog.
And fear not, I have completed six
qualification exams passing all but one, handed in two portfolios, an InDesign project and a 1.5K word Masters
Project Plan. I travelled back to America – and back – applied for a slew of jobs
and has somehow found time to watch Rocket Power, My Mad Fat Diary, Ballers and
almost the entirety of Modern Family.
In that same span, I have been mistaken for
a 12 year old, a man who appears over 25 and doesn’t need to be challenged when
buying alcohol and an individual out celebrating his A-Level results. When under pressure at TSA I told the lady I was 23. Turns out I'm 24.
I have golfed for the first time since
playing the New Course at St Andrews. I have had my flight from American
back to Manchester pushed back on consecutive days causing me to miss
going to St Mary’s to see Southampton back in Europe for the first time since
2002.
And I have written and deleted about three
blogposts – my mistake.
Topics I nearly wrote about: 1) my intense NHL15 GM mode where I've won five Stanley Cups with the Carolina Hurricanes; 2) my Pure Gym pet peeves and luckily none of them include couples workouts like at UNC-Greensboro; or 3) my visit home to America where I got to hang out with four Division I bound softballers, courtesy of my friend Hannah Adamzcyk who is off to UNC-Wilmington to play. I was a bit starstruck I do admit.
Don't worry, I sim all but the clinching game in the Stanley Cup. Keeping active has been great but left me exhausted. If only I had that gym drive when I was still playing competitive hockey properly, I could've been like those guys in Ballers with a 'fun house' the missus doesn't know about. .. of course I'd need a missus first.
In the end, topic three seemed most apt.
I never pursued it.
Currently, I am knee deep in my Masters Project and by knee deep I mean frantically preparing for a lot of interviews. Luckily my project deals with the Lancashire Spinners, whose website I have written for since the end of March. Couple that with the fact I am also doing job applications and the workload feels endless. That said, it appears my education is coming to an end. I'm about to become a big boy, despite industry experience.
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That last phrase sounded like my applications, apologies.
Welcome back.
