UCAS was an extremely daunting experience for me. Applying for universities when you’ve only been out of high school for a year seemed so abstract. University… already? It didn’t seem right at all. It’s a difficult time and the amount of advice being thrown at you left right and centre can be overwhelming. If it wasn’t for my really helpful tutor at school I don’t think my application would have been half it was. Therefore I decided to create this short and very simple guide to pass on my pearls of UCAS wisdom for those who are applying for this new 2014 cycle.
My first real results day was in August 2011. I’d completed my GCSEs and was waiting to see how I’d done. To me, the exams meant very little. I was sure I’d get the 5 A-C grades I needed for my sixth form entry therefore I didn’t feel under much pressure at all. However, August 15th 2013 was completely different. After a rather shaky start to sixth form where I got ADDE in my first bout of January exams, results days have always been tainted with a sense of self doubt and second guessing. A levels were much harder and much more fast paced and I wasn’t sure I was cut out for them whatsoever. The looming fear of missing university offers hanging overhead only accentuates the nervousness and general sick feeling at the pit of your stomach.
It’s a common misconception that once you finish your A Levels you’re going to be walking on a cloud of sunshine, happiness and rainbows. It is NOT the case! I
finished failed my A Levels 2 weeks ago and other than weeping for two days following a horrible final exam I’ve done nothing! My expectations of soaking up the sunshine in a beer garden somewhere with a few jugs of Pimms and crates of Cider never seemed to materialise. Now I’m sitting at home constantly anxious about results day and thinking WTF am I going to do with all this free time?! Therefore I decided I’d shoot some ideas on the blog not only for me but also for many of you who may be in the same hole as I! Hit the jump for my top 5 things to do this summer…
Imagine a small child which grows more and more each day. This child has 2 parents which both have conflicting styles of parenting but all wish for the same thing which is for the child to grow up to be both happy and successful. The mother is the soft touch who the child goes to when they need an advance on their pocket money. This gives the child essentially what they want but not however what they need. This is where the father intervenes and gives the child ‘tough love’ which in turn instates an air of self discipline and responsibility in the child which may not be what it wants, but it’s most certainly what it needs. However, such a instatement of discipline cannot be made so long as there is the other parent who the child can run to.
Imagine this child was in fact not a child at all. Imagine this child was the UK economy…
First and foremost, sorry for the lack of posts, I’ve had a few exams (went into hibernation from social interaction) but I’m back until my next bout of exams in June! I thought I’d post something rather different today, a nightlife review. A review of the world renowned London nightclub: Fabric.
I went to Fabric for the first time for my 18th birthday. I’d been going out in my hometown to it’s rather dull and poor selection of nightlife outlets for quite a while so I presumed it was time for a change being my 18th and all that. I’d never been out in a large city prior to this so I was quite apprehensive when the day came around as you can imagine. I was the oldest of most of my friends so most of them were still below the age of 18 which was adding to my nerves even more. Imagine they didn’t get in? The birthday plans would have been ruined! However, with all this on my mind, after a few drinks at mine we made our way to the train station…
The UK introduced the National Minimum Wage Act in 1998 following the disintegration of many of the trade unions who once were the main force in negotiating wages. The newly created law was enforced by the Low Pay Commission who ensured all workers at the time above the age of 22 received £3.60 an hour.
The act was created with good intentions. The government wanted to ensure their people were not being exploited with low wages for their labour once the unions stopped bargaining on their behalf. However, the policy has been criticised (especially by free market economists such as Walter Williams) who believe it does more damage than good.
Cannabis is the most widely used illegal drug in the UK. It is usually smoked with a tobacco mix and it’s consumption brings about feelings of relaxation, happiness and heightened senses. The drug is a class B drug, meaning it is illegal to sell, consume and posses yet according to statistics in the UN world drug report, 6.6% of 16-59 year olds in England and Wales consume cannabis annually. This is an astonishing figure for a drug which could put a UK dealer in prison for up to 14 years.
With that said, the cannabis industry has been titled ‘the only growth industry left in the UK’. In the past two years, the police have seized a total of 1,096,797 marijuana crops, with a total street value of £207,386,447. If this is only the produce the police are seizing, it makes one question the value of the true underground industry in Britain. It must be outstandingly massive, which brings me to my extremely complex question: why don’t we just make marijuana legal?
Could the legalisation of this class B drug be the breath of life our economy needs?
I can’t hammer this home enough. A recession is not when something bad happens. A recession is not when people are poor.
A recession is when markets fail to clear. We have workers without factories and factories without workers. We have cars without drivers and drivers without cars. We have homes without families and families without their own home.
Prices clear markets. If there is a recession, something is wrong with prices.