Sex and the City.

Angelina Jolie is so beautiful it makes me sick, almost physically sick. I hate it. But for some reason I just can’t hate her, maybe it is all her do-gooding or something. I want to dislike the woman but just can’t.
I also may also be feeling sick because of the Cheesecake, chewits, and wee little icing cake I have eaten this afternoon. This may also be the reason I do not look like Angelina Jolie (if you ignore the blonde hair, flesh coloured skin and 15 years age difference of course.)

I am currently seemingly addicted to Sex and the City. I think this is partly because I like to imagine myself in the background of the screen living the same life they are living. I shall get there eventually I guess, just hopefully with better dress sense.
Oh and the dog is freaking me out, just stop staring!

Burnout.

I am still jobless. Why is it so damn impossible to find employment? I have been looking (not constantly obviously) since Easter and still nothing, it is times like this when I wish my parents had the types of jobs that I could go help out with over summer. It is so frustrating and is currently putting a downer on everything.

On a brighter side Lisa’s party was good. It was nice to see some people again, although a lot of the people there were her family who I didn’t know but Stewart and Vicky were there and I also spoke briefly to Amy and Sarah who I hadn’t seen since college. I am looking forward to September when I should be around Stourbridge a bit more if I am on school placements over that way, I miss everyone when I am here. It is not until I see them again that I realise how much I missed them. Luckily Vicky, Lisa, and I seem to have the type of friendship where every time we see each other again we just pick up where we last finished, even if we haven’t spoken for ages there is no awkwardness when we next do.
It was good to be back in my parents house for the evening also. I miss the amount of people and the general chaos of being back there. I like it here, but it is a lot quieter and smaller, I like going back to where everyone is constantly knowing everyone else’s business. I can’t wait for Katie to be back.
I feel very alone at the moment. Not lonely, just a lone. It is a strange sensation.

Help Me.

Today is interview day the second. An interview at Costas at two, still haven’t heard back from Severn Valley so I am really hoping this goes ok. I quite like the idea of making Lattes and serving cake all day. If that doesn’t go well I also have an application sent of for decathlon although that would mean splitting my time between here and Stourbridge and I don’t really know how I feel about that.

Lisa’s birthday on Friday which I am looking forward to. I know that Stewart will be good to catch up with some people that I haven’t seen for a while. Jazzy will be coming with us to the Stourbridge house which will be interesting for Phats but I am sure she will get over it. May take her up to the woods before we go out in the evening, I am sure she will enjoy that. Plus James will be dog sitting her in the evening which she is going to love.

The Secret Ninja.

And so I got the much desired 2:1 for my degree, I feel a slight weight having been lifted from my shoulders and my parents were very pleased. The garden drinks thing was all very nice, it may even be described as “rather quaint”, however my neck and shoulders did get destroyed by those two or three hours of sunlight. I am still waiting for my actual break down of results to get delivered in the post but I am for some reason convinced that they will not actually arrive, the Majorca postcard I sent here never got delivered so I am starting to wonder whether this house actually exists or whether it is just a secret place that only those who know it is there can see it, that would certainly explain the multitude of children that come marching through the garden gate oblivious to us every day.

I have still had no reply from the job interview I had last week, they really need to hurry-the-fuck-up. Even if they just ring to tell me that I don’t have the job that would be muchly appreciated. Since then I have handed in an application to House of Fraiser a long with four other applications throughout Telford and have another application to fill in when I meet up with my Mother tomorrow. I shall trail through the job centre website this afternoon and see if there are any more places I can send a cv off to.

I don’t know if it is the lack of job or what exactly it is that is getting me quite down recently. I do feel quite lonely here at the moment, it is strange going so long having conversations with only one person, but I know that when I do have a job and I am busier then the lonliness thing will go away. I don’t really know, I just feel very angry at myself currently, I can’t be bothered.

One Tin Soldier.

There have been a few developments since I last updated. I have a job interview tomorrow at two which is just awesome. However not so awesome is the fact that I have to wake up mega early in order to be back in time plus it is my Grad Ball tonight which equals not so much sleep.
I have all my limbs crossed that I get this job, walked up with Dan to see where it is located, and it is so close!! Please Employ Me!! I bake good cakes!!!

Went to see sex and the city, it wasn’t as great as I was hoping it would be although there were a few funny parts. It seemed to focus solely on Carrie and Miranda totally forgetting that any of the other characters existed at all, if it had been a film that was not attached to a tv show then it would have been a bit rubbish, you didn’t really feel anything towards the characters because of the film, only because of what you have known previously about them, but then again I guess the point of the film was solely to bring closure to the television series (cue Sex and the City 2 now I have said that).

Friday is curtain shopping and Saturday is lying in bed feeling sorry for myself after too many beverages, this sounds like a plan :]

Dun Dun Dundundundundundun

My holiday was fun, if not a little wet. Majorca is quite  a strange place as quite literally everyone there speaks English, a lot of the people working in the bars are actually English but work there as a summer job. The amount of Irish there was crazy also, though I think that may have just been the area we were staying in. Went through Magaluf a few times on the bus, Magaluf apparently being THE place to stay if you go to Majorca, but I thought it looked a little run down. It was a nice place to go and stay for the week but wouldn’t be top of my list for places I would like to visit again. I think I prefer to go places where I run the risk of getting my kneecaps shot off, it adds a little more excitement.
I am relieved to be home now though, as nice as it was to get away you still can’t beat the feeling of returning home. And it does feel like home here now too, which makes me happy. Dan and I have been casually mentioning things about the future now, such as moving abroad when I have my teaching qualification and it is starting to feel quite exciting. I like knowing that I have things to work towards. It also looks like I may have a job interview next week for working in an office, so things are starting to look brighter on that front too.
Tomorrow involves a morning of Hollyoaks followed by a trip to see Sex and the City, sounds like a goood day

Take the Reins.

I feel like I have done quite a bit today even though I actually haven’t. Work up and got my Jeremy fix, oooh their scummy lives make mine seem so awesome, which I suppose it actually is at the moment. Dragged myself off to get dressed then went up to Uni to go to the library for some holiday reading. Went up to Theology just to check if any of my essays were back and both were and found that I got a 1st for my Narrative essay, I was so happy! hahaha. My best ever mark on my final piece of work back (excluding the dissertation), oh I was a happy woman.
Changed some holiday money and hope I don’t have to take any more out when I am over there because I really can’t afford it. Then came back and wrote and printed my letter to send off to my old primary school for work experience in September. Oh and I packed this afternoon, I feel like I don’t have as much stuff as I should have but I really can’t think of anything that is missing, that has to be a good thing. I think I am comparing it to the amount of stuff I packed for Brazil but then I was there for 8 weeks not just one. I can’t be arsed with all the travelling and stress on the way there tomorrow, I wish I could teleport, life would be so much easier.

Yesterday did turn out to be as boring as I thought it would be, and this afternoon isn’t proving to be any different. I said to Dan earlier that I really couldn’t be bothered to go out tonight but now I will be thankful for it I think, this house is not made of Lols!

I am a Rock.

It has been quite a hectic two weeks, plus I haven’t had the Internet for a few days which is why I have not updated recently. Glasgow was really awesome, it was partly just good to get away from Shifnal or Nottingham for a few days. I thought it really was a beautiful city, it is a lot older than Birmingham and bigger too (in my opinion anyway, I don’t think that Dan agreed). The university there is pretty spectacular, it made both Nottingham and Birmingham Uni look a bit crappy, hahaha.
Then came the move, it actually wasn’t as stressful as I thought it would be in the end. Everything was moved into the flat in one day and less than a week later it is nearly fully decorated inside. Dan has the job of painting the hall a beautiful banana yellow before I get back from holiday. The only thing that bothers me is the amount of dog hair that gets absolutely everywhere, but I guess that can’t really be helped. Now that all the stuff is there and it is decorated I already felt quite settled in before I left yesterday, this is a good sign. I feel a lot better about it now. Now I just desperately need a job and everything will be alright in the world.

I go on holiday in two days, whey. I am a little apprehensive about going to Majorca, it isn’t the type of place I would usually choose to go on holiday, i.e. it isn’t the type of face I am likely to get shot in the face or step on a landmine or something. But it should be nice and relaxing and the company will be good so I am looking forward to it.
Now I just need to find something to do today and tomorrow, it is just so boring here

Amsterdamned!

I had a good 13 hours sleep last night. I think it was needed. Went and had another epic swim this morning so now feel totally exhausted again, it is a good start to the day I think, especially when I don’t really have anything else today. Won’t be swimming tomorrow I expect as we have to be in Nottingham before twelve in order to get the legendary weatherspoons breakfast, mmmmmm. I am going to have mine with cranberry juice, oh I get excited over the simplest things.
I seem to have awoken in high spirits, and that is a good thing. This morning it even occured to me that Evan Almighty was not as  bad as I had first concluded, in fact I actually quite enjoyed it. It was quite clever how the flood came about, I think at the time I was just comparing it too much with Bruce Almighty and that was not wise.

Went and had my mop cut off today. Pretty much just let the hairdresser go wild and do what she wanted. On one side it is now down to about my shoulder and on the other just below my ear. I am quite pleased with it when it is all ruffled up. Plus when there is no stuff in it it feels so soft and fluffy. I hope that when I wake up in the morning it is all stuck up on end like when I had it really short before. I miss it not doing that. OH and I will have to try see if I can get it to go into a mohawk again! Think I am gonna try leave it a few more weeks until I dye it again so my roots are all nice and blonde for my graduation evening other wise they will be starting to look dark again if I was to do it now.

Going to Cat’s for tea in a bit. I wish Helen would hurry up and finish writing, my tummy is rumbling. But saying that I don’t expect we would be eating til about half seven anyways. OOOOOH I am sleepy.

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Evan Almighty is not so good, maybe I am just not in the mood.
I want my boyfriend here.