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Being in the middle of the oh-so exciting/stressful/terrifying process of job applications, my CV and I are becoming very well acquainted. Too well acquainted. I’ve begun seeing lists of skills in my dreams, and ill-formatted pages in my nightmares.
Looking over my lists of activities, volunteer experiences, and other commitments, I hear myself echo the phrase I’ve so often had directed at me – how the hell did I manage all of that?
I’m not good at sitting still. At any point in my life, some part of my body will be moving, tapping, twitching. I get bored easily. So I’ve managed to rack up a decent amount of responsibilities and activities in my 22 short years on this Earth.
Looking back, I do wonder how I managed to make my way through the world of uni, work, clubs, dissertations and events, while…
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