Autumn is a season of transition…the leaves changing colour, the start of school, the layered clothes. To be honest, I don’t really feel the feeling of “start” in this season. Strange huh? Given that I want to get married in September! Autumn is a melancholic season so it’s totally-me, and I like burgundy as a colour anyway. In spite of (500) Days of Summer being all about new beginnings with Autumn, to me it’s still more Journey’s End.
However, September is when you go back to normal after the holidays, if this year is normal at all.
First of all, I have 2 500-pages-each history books staring at me on the desk behind my Macbook screen. And as much as I just want to curl up in bed watching Doctor Who in preparation for the Celebration event at ExCel in November I’ll have to go through those books if I want, one day, my bio on Twitter to read like Dr Whatever-my-husband-is-called-like, Historian of the-most-useless-period-in-history. The hair is not mine, I’ve got extensions. And if you didn’t get the reference you need to set your priority straight.
Anyway, Gossip Girl spotting your favourite blonde on a campus in Bloomsbury isn’t the only new thing.
You may remember the conclusion about the world not needing more successful people in my previous blog post. I never really like to talk about those things because it feels like showing off and it makes me uncomfortable.
I ticked another box on the list of Perfect Young Christian Woman and future wife to the Perfect Young Christian Man, or politician for that matter. It isn’t mission overseas, though I applied for the International Citizen Service and passed the 1st round of selections (it isn’t exactly mission in a Christian way but I think it still qualifies).
For the next 9 months together with lectures, seminars, essays and preparing exams I will be busy pushing the boundaries of my comfort zone by coordinating a group of volunteers as part of Team v.
It’s kinda incredible they got me in after I said in my application that I want to swap lives with the Doctor, but then again I even have people who date me even if they know that.
I took the decision to apply because finding it seemed like an answer to a specific prayer. After depression, struggle and losing a job that didn’t make me happy but I didn’t want to leave for fear of the future I needed something that would make me happy. It’s as simple as that. Helping others makes me happy.
If I have to rationalise it, there is a dimension of the idea of leadership that I want to explore. Like one of my main girl crushes aka Lauren Dubinsky wonderfully put it:
There’s a lot of talk about leadership and management in the corporate world, but I think there’s a whole world outside of it that is much needier of a leader than it. This isn’t a sarcastic remark on the British political situation. No really, it isn’t, I promise.
Life as a 20something young woman in London isn’t easy, but honestly it has a lot of funny anecdotes you can blog about. And you can always post random pictures of Tom Hiddleston if you have none.
What I meant is that it ain’t too bad, it’s for other people that it’s not as nice, which is why I feel I have a moral responsibility to do something. I may not change the corporate world all by myself, become a Bishop or a PM (though I gained the nickname of Claire Underwood for a reason) but I can inspire a change and I’m going to do that.
It sounds so encouraging, maybe I should really write speeches for politicians for a living.
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