Big Changes…

So I’m moving to Copenhagen in 2 weeks and I’ve started a blog…

For some this may seem like a random decision, and even to me sometimes when I really stop and think about it. I have concluded that it stems from the over-planning of my life and the lack of ‘breathers’, if you will, that I haven’t taken up until this point.

When I was in 4th year at high school I was given the opportunity to audition for a musical theatre school and so when I got in it was a no-brainer that I should go. Performing was always something I felt I’d been good at and had been told I was good at, so that was it. Off I went. For the first year I loved it and everything it entailed. The move of city, the different school, meeting new people: all of it. However, by the time 6th year rolled around and we were talking about auditioning for schools in London, etc. it became very apparent that it wasn’t that path I wanted to take. I had always been interested in academics and I felt I wasn’t ready to give that up yet.

So despite everything the school had taught me, I went to the University of St Andrews in 2012 and graduated 4 years later with a degree in Art History.

There is an unspoken (or in some cases loudly spoken) rule that before you graduate you are expected to have a life plan in place. Now for me, the one never wanting to disappoint, I sought this by blindly applying for graduate programmes in industries that I thought were for me. I got an interview for a managerial trainee programme with a great catering company and after a few interviews and an assessment day, was offered the job. At the time I was ecstatic because this was what you were meant to do, right? As soon as I graduated in June I began working for the company (note: no travel, no breather) and it soon became apparent that it wasn’t for me. It was nothing less than panic-inducing realising that the life-plan you had in place wasn’t right. However, my family were extremely supportive and I quit the job with no plan in place. It was invigorating and terrifying at the same time.

After I quit I had what can be described as no other than a quarter-life-crisis. I questioned whether I should have gone to London and followed the performing path and seriously thought about applying for some schools. However, I thought the best thing to do before this was to go out and do something entirely different.

It was then that I decided a move to Copenhagen, Denmark might be just what I needed. Over the past 2 years I have visited CPH about 4 times, each time never wanting to come home. I find that it is a city with so much energy and youth in it that it draws you in with its culture and good vibes as soon as you step off the plane. For days after a trip to Copenhagen I am both extremely hungover and revitalised. This coupled with the fact that I already have a few good friends who are from/currently live in CPH made it the perfect choice for me. This doesn’t mean I won’t come home in 2 years and decide I want to move to London to become an actor (I can see my Mum sweating as she reads this). The point is, that I’m 22 and I don’t need to have my life figured out this second, something that has taken me switching career paths/jobs/degrees a few times to realise.

People ask me all the time what the plan is when I get to Denmark and I take great joy in telling them ‘I don’t know’. The point of me moving to CPH is not to dive straight into another career that undoubtedly will not be the right fit for me. It is to give me the opportunity to explore different opportunities, live on a shitty budget, spend what money I do have on socialising, and not care.  How long am I staying? Not a clue. Am I shitting myself? Absolutely. But I am hoping this move will finally give me the ‘breather’ I’ve missed out on since starting school, which, in my opinion, will never be a bad thing.

If you’d like to see what I get up to then keep up to date with these blog posts. I plan to write more frequently once I get to Copenhagen. I hope to post life updates, culture differences, observations, anything I think I might want to document/look back on really. I also may or may not start a YouTube channel to do some casual vlogging. We’ll see.

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Alex and I in a photo which I think, by the expression on my face, sums up how I feel when in CPH (also may or may not be down to the vast amount of wine and Tuborg I consumed…)
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