Happiness? Just Do You

As I start writing this post, I already worry that it won't be concise. I shall try my hardest but please do forgive me if it's not, it'll be worth it. I promise and if it's not, oh well, you've already read it and can't take that away from me . Thanks.

Yesterday, I separately bumped into two people I hadn't seen for three years. The first was an investment banker who's team I interned in four Summers ago. The second, a fellow intern who was in a different department. What are the odds, right?

The investment banker is still at the same investment bank and was surprised at the complete redirection, I'd taken but said "more fun thank banking," which I replied to with "but you've got more stability". That was kind of stupid, investment banking isn't a career known for it's stability but he understood what I meant. From our conversation, it seemed like he was doing well for himself. Twenty minutes later, I bumped into the fellow intern who has now graduated and is currently interning at a creative agency of some sort and wanting to go on to be a talent agent. Suits him.

Football Manager Addiction + Poetry: Personifying Paris

The first three hours of my Friday morning I have been playing Football Manager, knowing that I have 5-10 pages of script to be writing. Don't leave Football Manager on overnight, guys. It will ruin the start of what is supposed to be a productive day once you pick that laptop back up and it's just there, staring you in the eye, inviting you to play it. People think that Football Manager addiction is a joke. It isn't. I can't even bring myself to look in the mirror sometimes, I'd just be so disgusted in myself knowing how I'd spent my time and knowing how I should have spent my time.

WARNING: Football manager has the ability to destroy relationships, degrees, careers and entire lives. There is no greater enemy of progress to mankind. 
Well, my kind of man, anyway.

My On-off French Affair

For as long as I've known, I've had this obsession with France. Particularly, Paris. Between you and I, I'm quite sure the root of it was Mary-Kate & Ashley Olsen's Nickelodeon film "Passport to Paris".

Before I went to Paris for the first time in the Summer just gone, I knew I would love Paris. I even wrote a poem about Paris, a place I'd never been - perhaps that'll be my next post on here. The romanticism associated with the city, coupled with the language just intrigues me so much.

Introduction: Short & Sweet

I'm terrible at being concise, I honestly am. I think that might be one of the things I'll (attempt to) achieve with this blog.

About four years ago I started up a blog and I believe this is where my true passion and talent for writing was realised by others, as well as myself. At the suggestion of a good friend who reckons it'll benefit me and my writing in a number of ways, we find ourselves here again. Although this time, I hope to be as impersonal as possible, whilst still being personal.