Arrows, lyrics and hearts

Curriculum Vitae

Name: Generation Y 

Address: All around the world

Tel: iphone (the new one), android (whatever)

email: whereisourfuture.com

PERSONAL STATEMENT

Effective in communication -afraid of public speaking- 

good at problem solving, with the ability to turn gray into pink, with excellent skills in proof reading and writing  -all those years at uni at least payed off- able to work as a part of a team -prefer to work alone and get your job done- Kind. With excellent manners

 -passive aggressive, exactly what you need-

EDUCATION

• University of Here and There all around, the best university, the one with the higher rankings. BA in science, sociology, arts and humanities, economics and of course Politics.
• And Master in everything passed with distinction, from another university somewhere .
• PHD, McPhill, and all the qualifications needed to become.

JOB EXPERIENCE

• A little bit of this, a little bit of that alongside the studies, waitress, barman and pr, helped to develop communication skills and gain a bit of Independence by helping the parents in the household expenses.
• Volunteering and internship and customer service helped develop experience in working in a busy office environment, leading a team and get to know how the things work. 

SKILLS AND INTERESTS

Excellent in office, java, social media analysis, marketing and sales, with accountancy skills and fluent speaker of all the languages included Japanese. Also good in painting, writing, with a creative side and a passion for life, attending drama and acting courses, going to gym doing yoga and swimming, volunteering in various organisations and art workshops. Positive and more than everything self motivated. 

Only self motivated because:

I am 25, almost 30, mid 30, early 40 but especially almost 30 and I am in deep depression. 

In deep depression because I feel useless. I feel useless because I still live with my parents 

who they still support me from their pension - if they are get it anyways- 

I am useless because every time I open my inbox I read that I am unsuccessful this time. Again. 

I feel useless because I can't move on with my life if i don't have a job. And i don't have a job. That is why I am self motivated, because even if i can't live as an adult I am supposed to be, I try to escape this prolonged puberty I'm living, by trying to do something useful. That's why my skills and interests section of the cv is full, because I go out and do whatever so as to forget my misery. Attending seminars and more seminars, and trainings and i get involved with the local community centres to feel included and productive and develop more. But mostly to forget my misery. 

And I am wandering why am I into this situation without being able to pay bills, to support my living expenses, to feed my child and to buy the pills for my sick parents. Why i cant tell you the truth about me so as to give me the proper job i need for my self to develop and be productive and instead i have to write one million bullshi*t on my cv and being unsuccessful at the same time. 

Allow me to tell you that,

I don't want to live on the state's benefit, I think the benefits are for those who really need them, all the vulnerable people who can't find job, but i am one of them and i am eligible to take so why not to. Because I want to work. I want to work and you don't give me the chance. 

You make me a lazy scum sitting around  youtube and facebook, playing video games and listening to the old songs all the time, eating crisps and watching netflix, drinking pints inhaling my big orange bong waiting for the summer. 

But I want to work. 

I might moan form a high level as you may think and as I was accused for in the past but I really don't mind. All I want is a job, to pay my bills. And yes life is only that.

Because if you cant support first yourself how you are going to support others?

Trying to rhyme

Two years I am wandering
roads -rivers, clouds and lakes.
Felt lost and kind of tottering
I am counting mistakes

(Trying to rhyme,
to write in rhythm
but how to listen to it when silent prevails?
oh no again I'm rhyming talking about the veils ...)

Fed up with almost everything,
so angry in despair.
Smoke, alcohol and peppermint
are blending in the air.

I am not a poet baby.
Never was I one.
I'm flirting with eternity.
I' m coming from the sun.

A rollercoster up and down
life is, will be and was.
Life is a clown baby,
laughter in camouflage.

Two years I am wandering
the rest are now erased
Never give up wondering.
The dream you never chased,
go find it today.

To listen, to see, to be silent