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So, while i'm in this seemingly never ending slump of unemployment I have decided that I really should do some sort of volunteer work. Hopefully it will keep my brain from turning to mush and will look good on my CV.
However, the thought of working for no money when i'm such a pauper grates on me rather a lot, so i've decided to try and volunteer in the sector i'm at at least interested in, i.e. writing. Hopefully if I can get some proofreading or copy writing work I will be super chuffed and not mind as much that i'm doing it for free.
If I get turned down for volunteer work i'm going to be super narked. Fact.
Having just eaten a steak for the very first time, it is most definately apparant that I will never eat one again. It was just too much like biting into the back of a cow and I happen to like cows. I am definately all about the white meat...... make of that what you will.... ;)
This song and video from the movie " Music and Lyrics" makes me laugh .... in my opinion this could be released and people out there would a) think it's serious and b) buy it.
I say they should do it..... People listen to all sorts of crap. FACT!
And I have definately heard worse! I think the Thompson Twins or Nik Kershaw could make their MUCH anticipated comeback with this tune... *chortle*.....http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TReQQiMKOo
I am my own worst enemy. This is all I choose to divulge.
I'm looking forward to going ot Bath on Sunday and will hopefully have a wander around and see some potential flats. Apparantly though the one that I REALLY want is the the Bath "ghetto"...so should maybe avoid that. Shame though..... its very purdy.
If I do go for it however, I could start up my own gang in order to be like all the "cool kids". And who wouldnt want to be in my gang? (Not said in the style or with the same intention as Gary Glitter).
I should probably get the actual job first, before I start picking out the soft furnishings and planning my housewarming :) There wil be vodka though.. I can tell you that.
I have a job interview on Monday. I'm really pleased about this as I havent had an interview for ages. Usually I just get a straight out rejection. However I am worried. Im literally pinning all my hopes on getting this job, which I am more than aware I shouldnt do, but after constantant rejection, I either give up hope completely and resign myself to a life of nothingness, or I think about the future and the new opportunities which this job will bring me.
I miss Bath and can't wait to go back... although I think it will feel mighty strange at first. It will also feel strange being indepedant again.
Although all I can think about at the moment, is feeling well and actually getting to Bath. It's times like this I really wish I drove. That and I was already living back in Bath and working, as I wouldnt have to go through this ;)
So... 8 days into me not being a big fat porker and Ive lost 5 pounds, which im pleased with. However.. Im still a big fat porker and NEED FOOD!!!
I think i'll be ok though.... that stick of celery I just ate filled me RIGHT up... In fact, I couldnt be more full if I tried. ;)
On a seperate note, I saw that woman on the mobility scooter (the one that always runs me over) in town today and she didnt hit me this time. I think its because Ive become really thin and waif like and she just couldnt spot me. Woohoo!
It would appear that I lack a passion for fashion, but at this rate I'll have the urge to purge..... :(
I'm attempting to master the exercise ball. It's harder than it looks and I keep rolling off.
I swear it's going to burst under me and I'm going to get severe rubber burns over 90% of my body.
That wont be cool.
Yesterday I started my new healthy eating regime and already, on day two, I want to eat my own body weight in chocolate. Ive even started looking at items and turning them into food in my head like in cartoons where everything turns into a chicken. Im at this stage already... which doesnt bode well for day three let alone a week or a bloody month!!!! Hell... hand me a block of lard and i'll stuff that in my mouth... Im not "precious"
If I eat one more carrot stick I think I might die. Literally.
Ok realistically probably not, but why is it as soon as you know you cant pork out, you want to.. even if that was never the intention.
This thin malarky better be worth it....... Im looking forward to being one of those miserable thin women instead of a miserable fat woman. :)
I find it hilarious that recently Dolf Lundgren had his house burgled. Now before you think that I am an utter bitch... let me explain. Are you sitting comfortably? Then I shall begin........
Burglars broke into Mr and Mrs Lungren's house. Dolfy was away at the time, so unfortunately his wife was tied up and started giving the mean intruders her jewellery...however... upon ransacking the homestead they saw family photographs.. namely of bad ass Dolf himself whereupon (I assume they had a total shit attack) they QUICKLY left.... that.. my dears was the part I happened to find hilarious.
The burglars realised that the house they were in belonged to someone who could seriously do them damage ie a black belt in karate and the rest.... and they ran away.
When I move out I have decided to put pictures of Dolf around my flat. That and wear a tshirt to bed that says "I'm a Lundgren Lover" or "Dolf is my Husband"... I havent decided yet.
I really should be more patient. The problem is that there are a lot of things I want, and I just happen to want them all NOW. Mum and dad always did say I was like a terrier. It goes hand in hand with me always wanting things I can't have. WHY IS THAT??!
One day I will have at least one of these things and I'll be happy.. or disappointed as it will be an immense anti climax. Like the time I got my ears pierced or the first cigarette I ever smoked or when I first shaved my legs (boy was that painful). I hope not though.
I might just bring the tantrum back if that is the case.... foot stomping and all!
