This is my first time blogging so I'm thinking I'm doing this as a form of therapy, talking about everything going on in my life good and bad can be quite therapeutic. Where do I start, well I'll start with that its difficult being black and young in SA even though we have more opportunities things have not become as easy for everyone. Let's speak about me, I'm a young educated and lovely young woman, I come from an average middle class family and I didn't have a storybook child hood, where you have the luck of being raised by both parents who are well off and financially stable, I was practically raised by my whole family especialy my mom's sister who carried most of the weight and didn't mind. I went to a good high school thank's to her, then she told me "my girl it doesn't end here I want you to be independent and have a wonderful career that you love", and that was the plan so I went to university and studied a BA degree in Corporate Communication and finished it on record time, my family was proud and so was I.
When I left varsity I thought wow I'm done with school and I'm going to have a great career, for those who don't know there is a great difference between a career and a job. A job is to make ends meet and pay your bills and a career is much more than something you do to make a living it brings about so much self fulfillment and you can't wait to get to work and. Start on that new campaign or project. Anyone who has a job can tell you they dread waking up in the morning. I've got a degree and do much passion and flair but I'm stuck at the very last place where I though I would be, at a call centre doing something I despise and I dread waking up in the morning, it may pay the bills but I want more and its taken away so much from me. Before I stared the job I was applying avidly at different companies and agencies but they kept on asking "so what industry related experience do you have", I'm fresh out of varsity what do you expect me to have. I had to get a job as I wasn't getting younger and I could expect my family to support me forever. The thing about a job is it pulls you in then your stuck, your there for a month and next thing you know 6 months has gone by. Well that's how I feel right now, I feel stuck in a big dark hole. I'm not giving up though, I still have hope and even more ambition and passion.
I love everything this life has to offer. I love fashion, clothes, shoes, bags, music and especially my magazines. They keep me up to date with trends. There's so much more to look forward to and I say girl keep your head up, its only a matter of strutting that stiletto to where you want to be.
This is Thulz world.
