Goodbye 'Scared of the Big Bad World'

In light of the fact that I have this new job which is all satisfying and great and has dramatically altered my life, making me happier and less afraid to take on the world, I have decided to change this blog into a Bicycle blog. So goodbye to the boring old 'Scared of the Big Bad World' blog, though you can still see my old posts from back then, not that you would want to read them as they are all bla bla bla, yadda yadda, yackety smackety boring nonsense that no one in their right mind should care about.

I Want to Ride my Bicyle, I Want toRride my Bike

Gee, been a while since I wrote to this blog, or any of my blogs for that matter. Guess I haven't had much to write about or just been too busy actually. Because, that's right, I got myself a job. Yeah, like 9 weeks ago! I'm a bicycle courier. I got the idea as I was regularly going out cycling in the Phoenix Park due to boredom. I fell in love with it and thought, why not make some money out of it. And it was easy, filled in an application form, then they called me and said here's the job, just like that, no interview or nothing.

It's been a roller coaster since then. I have had to endure stress, pain, low wages but I have also enjoyed the sun, the company of people and the high level of fitness I now have. And I am starting to feel settled and enjoy the job. I don't see myself doing it long term, but for now I like it. It feels good to be working and getting exercise at the same time.

If at First You don't Succeed

Try try again. Yeah yeah, I know. Back on the horse, bla bla blah. You see, I had this interview. I thought it was going to be it, my foot in the door to the film world. I could just imagine it, a Runner for an actual film and tv production company. Out of 150 applicants, 12 got to the first interview stage. Then about 4/5 got a second interview - including me! I was feeling so good about myself, until I got the call, that's right, the rejection call. Disappointment flooded me, followed by sadness, then deeper sadness, then anger, then self-hatred, then a weird calm, and then sadness again.

But hey! I just realised, at least I am trying. I am actually doing something. I'm not just sitting on my ass wishing and hoping and dreaming. I am trying to go after my dream. It's only the first try. And I actually did pretty well on my first attempt. So, logically I should do even better next time. The only thing, is that I can't seem to find another opportunity like this. I'm not seeing any windows right now. I suppose if I just keep looking I will find one, right?
But in the mean time, my money I had saved up is dwindling away. I still need a job. Well, I suppose if all else fails I can go work in fast food. yay