Last Time They Met
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at Lakeside
Johnny A stuck 10 men behind the ball and got a point.
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So they've got us doing some kind of career development subject before they let us out into the big bad world for reals. They've stuck us in a large auditorium, with flickering lights and 16 of us sitting there in front of a non-existent boxing ring. They ask us who we are, what we're doing, where we see ourselves in a year's time and what we'd like to be doing in the future or some other such question. People with work placements and ambition and a sense of purpose end up getting follow up questions, and people with vague non-committal answers - i.e., me - getting a look of confusion mixed with maternal (person in charge was a woman) disappointment. Yes, I am cynical when it comes to these things. And I am insecure and unsure about my abilities and everything new that happens. But it was still lame. They want us to look back through our previous three years worth of subject readers. Most of mine contain short stories and literary theory and/or criticism. Anyway, game tonight, should be fabulous, as per usual.
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