Future steps, a recently graduated guide to graduating into a graduate world

I know it's been a while, and I'm sure all of you are not in the least bit gutted. But I'm back onto this ranting, raving (in a word form, not repetitive dancing...) at least for the next few hundred words

Quite a lot has happened since my last post, most importantly I now have FIFA 13 so my manager career in the previous iteration is now retired, basking greatly in the glory of it's achievements.

All important things out of the way, you might be interested to know that I am now a graduate!!! (oh thaaat classes as important news....) I can officially now say that I am a Master of Applied Chemistry Sandwich. Genuinely. I should point out that the sandwich doesn't mean I did a dissertation of the chemical factors as to why BLT is the optimal combination of ingredients over a BA (bacon, aubergine) or a BSC (bacon, spinach, cucumber). I know that is a terrible degree based joke. The sandwich section comes from the fact that I did a placement, in which I got paid to pretend to work and, when I got bored of that, play table tennis, and learn that I can't deal with early mornings.

But anyway that's all over and done with, my 2:1 sits nicely on my CV.

After that, an interesting thing happened after about 3 weeks. Those of a nervous or sensitive disposition may want to skip down a few lines.

I GOT BORED OF GAMING!!!

I know, I am ashamed. But it does get boring, well not boring but soul destroying especially when you cannot complete a section of a game when it is your sole goal and motivation for the day. I swear for that time, the hardest decision I had to make was whether or not I wanted to finish a game asking myself if I can be bothered to watch the list of credits...

What I learned from the experience is I like to have something to work towards, and a higher G score is not one of them.

This may turn at any moment into a motivational speech you are likely to find on the teleshopping channels at 5am. You have been warned

I learned that gaming is my guilty pleasure, that the game is an escape from being a grown up and sneaking off to a quiet place for a couple games of minion is my way of not falling asleep at my desk. The strange thing is, I didn't enjoy it once that guilt left. Honestly I have some respect for the people who can just sit ALL day and play the same game, I mean now I pay taxes (I have a job by the by) I have an entitlement to hate them for sponging, but the skills that the have 'developed' are quite remarkable. The ability to do the same thing in the same place for week after week is quite an achievement...

It's almost like having a job.