Redundant.

It’s probably wrong of me to think this, but I can’t help but be weirdly impressed at the fact I’ve worked in a graduate role and been made redundant before I’ve even graduated.

My inner child is like ‘WHOA THAT’S SUCH A GROWN UP SCENARIO’

My almost-adult-self is like ‘Wahhhhhhhh you loved that job and you loved having money and now you have to write cover letters and go to interviews and start a new scary job all over again or maybe get no job at all and end up on the dole! D: ‘

On the way home I heard a random fragment of a girl speaking on her phone.

‘All things happen for a reason.’

My inner hippie spiritual self tells me this is a nudge down a new, positive path on my adventure.

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I also overheard a different girl at the bus stop telling her friends ‘I’m a househunting whore - I’m looking for somewhere to live with TWO groups of people.’ Student life <3

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