Let me start by saying that this is my first go at blogging. I'm using this to get things off my chest.
Basically I've found a job and have three weeks to kill before I start and I thought I'd get some things of my chest before going back into the 9-5 again.

I recently hit the big 25 years of age and for the first time in my well short life it hit me that I'm getting older.
This has been a little shock to my male system mainly because one would presume while sitting on the classroom floor in junior school that by this point you would have figured out a career and started your journey to that first million.
Now for me this is not the case having left my country of birth, South Africa to try and hack it in the country of my parents, England.
So I swapped the lovely warm climate, land full of wonder, wild animal and an exceptional coast line(fair enough it does have a few hickups but then which country doesn't?).
For this. Now I'm not going to go on and on about the weather over here, we've heard it all before. But what they don't tell you about this England are the inhabitants. Funny before I arrived I was sure all the guys walked around in bowler hats, cane in hand, newspaper in the other talking about the cricket. While the ladies where at home drinking tea and gossiping over someone down the street who had not yet drawn the curtains.

Very different story which I'll surely touch on some other time because I kinda went of topic a bit there.

Let me just tell give you a outline of my current situation. I have no skills, nothing. I believed that skills were something you obtained on the job not what a piece of paper with degree stamped at the top said you could do. Never going to university I am without this. Which when apply for jobs can make it increasingly difficult to convince other just what you can do. I do have great people skills however, able to connect with others on levels that allow them to confined in me. Offloading some secrets they'd never told anyone. People trust me I guess.
I have a sense of humour, not to every ones taste mind you.
I don't believe that one person can make every one laugh all the time but only some of the people some of the time. yea but these don't get you a sales job or even retail position.
I don't even want these jobs they are everything I hate in the working world. But they're all that is going at the moment in this 'lovely' area that I'm living in at the moment. Dudley, The West Mildands in England. Dull and grey it should say on any tourist map discribing the area, even some of the younger locals think so. Local backing always the best.
Again I wonder off my topic.

So I've blabbered on a bit here and there most of which I'll come back to in some detail I a sure you. I'm 25 and have no mortgage, no wife, no kids nothing but a little debt holding me down and with 3 weeks to kill before I start working again. This freedom is kinda freaking me out a bit. So I've started this blog to tack my toughts on my life so far and where it could be heading.

cheers