When life takes a different turn…






The expectation of young adults is to leave secondary school with a handful of GCSE A to C grades, college with three to four A Levels and attend a recognised university. By the age of 21 you should be awarded a 1st or 2.1 in a BA or BSc Honours degree.

What about the young adults whose lives do not quite pan out like this? What if they do not make the grade required due to their mental health, emotional state, family pressures or for just not being highly academic?

The career plan I had for myself did not go according to what I had expected at all. A budding journalist (get me) who loved to write, I envisaged myself reporting at the scene of crimes, events and celebrations. I applied for a journalism course at Middlesex university back in the 1990’s. It was a beautiful campus with a structured three year degree course. I was promised entry into journalism via radio, newspaper or television. Long story short I required a distinction but received a merit and therefore was not accepted at the university. To my shame I was advised to go through the clearing system. I recall sitting around my mother’s dining table flipping through sheets of clearing papers to find a similar course. Nowadays young adults would simply search online. I found a media technology degree course which though proved beneficial, did not provide easy entry into journalism.

I cannot imagine the competition that exists today within the world of journalism. Imagine me competing with 20 and 30 something year olds, not to mention the paltry salary to start. A good plus to working in media is to have wealthy parents who can support you financially, AKA ‘the bank of mum and dad.’

I am enjoying working in my current role. One that I would never have considered had you asked me 20 years ago. The opportunities have been astounding.

Occasionally I feel a twinge of disappointment that I am not working in the field I studied for over three long years. Most of which were enjoyable as lets be honest university is never all work and no play!

Life has twists and turns, some arrive at their destination on time, others arrive late, others take a completely different route which can turn out to be a blessing in disguise. It is important to enjoy the journey as there is much to be learnt and experiences to be had which remain with you forever.


4 thoughts on “When life takes a different turn…”

  1. The schooling information is so different from here that I’m afraid I didn’t understand it all. But I do understand the frustration of not working in the field you love (even though you enjoy what you do!). All I ever wanted to do from age 12 was be a writer. It is a blessing to be able to do so now. Ah, to start earning more money with it. 🙂


    1. Yes, the education system is completely different in the UK. It was extremely frustrating but I came to accept it. I often think actors must pinch themselves that they get paid generously for doing what they love.


  2. Phoenicia, don’t give up! I always wanted to be a journalist too, but instead I was hired (to my surprise) as a university professor. That turned out to be my career for 27 years. But when I retired, THEN I became a journalist! I worked for 13 years as a news and features reporter writing for several small newspapers in the rural area where I lived. I encourage you to take whatever courses you can in your education system (which is different from the U.S. system). Here we have courses you can take at night, during the day, online, in person, by correspondence, etc. You can probably find an online program offered by a U.S. university that you could do at your location! Follow your dreams. It’s never too late.

    Dr Rin

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    1. Thanks for the encouragement Dr Rin. It truly is never too late! I still have my hands in writing but obviously informally as oppose to professionally. Most recognised courses require at least part-time studying. There are several online courses which we call ‘open university’.


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