Life.

Working in an office seems such a waste of precious time, but for now it pays the bills. Apparently creditors get very annoyed when you forget to pay them... whoops...

I don’t want to work in an office for the rest of my life. It bores me. Or maybe it’s not the office, but the sameness. I get depressed, and I just end up staring at the monitor for most of the day while the minutes tick by. If I hadn’t been told the reason why they wouldn’t hire me permanently I’d probably have more enthusiasm, but my attention span seems to be very short when dealing with topics I care very little about. I could care less if a drain is block in ‘Z’ sector, or if a lorry has smashed a sign to smithereens. It isn’t my thing. Not one iota.
What was I talking about? *joke* It isn’t an early onset of dementia.

I’m beginning to think that something’s amiss. I’ve applied for about a hundred jobs (mainly via online facilities), and I’ve yet to hear from any of them. Perhaps I’m just not good staff material. Maybe it’s the social climate? I don’t know. Maybe I’m aiming too high. I always thought that if you didn’t aim high, you didn’t get. I don’t want another job like the one I have, if I do that then what’s the point in moving?

I think I might like to either train as a nurse or go into the social services. I’m not sure how to go about either to be honest. I don’t really want to go back to Uni, and I think for those career paths I’ll have to. I don’t even think it’s possible financially. I might need a second job.

In my opinion 14 is too young to decide what you want to do with the rest of your life. I chose my GCSE subjects at 14, then A’Level at 16 and career choice / degree at 18? I didn’t have the slightest clue what I wanted to do, and the subjects are so ridged.

I like English but I should never have studied it. I like the way that words flow. I like putting them together, chopping, changing and rearranging them. The English degree took all the fun and magic out of it. The creative writing course was a joke. Maybe the Uni was just extremely bad – I just don’t know.

I just wish that someone would give me a break. I’m fed up of feeling fed up. I’d like to be let out of this cage now.

Oh dear this has got to be done soon. I just saw a link which stated Share exotic treats from all over the world! One hemisphere's worth of dessert just isn't enough.

And I misread it completely and thought it said share erotic treats, etc.

Lmao. Oh deary me.

When I was at school we went through a phase of high heeled trainers, anyone remember? Baby Spice's fault I think. Well anyway I was mincing down the corridor on my way to a class when I slipped and fell on my arse. Wouldn't have been so bad, except I went arse over tit and did it in front of about 50 people queuing for their lessons. Had to have been quite a few years ago now.

The shame, hehehe.

Or how about the time I tumbled down a flight of stairs at the same school, in the same shoes? All the way from the 2nd floor to the bottom one. Wouldn't have been so bad if a teacher hadn't have seen me. She wouldn't let me get up so i had to lay there like a lemon with all my classmates walking round me sniggering.
I was very luck I didn't hurt myself :-)

Insects are tricky little buggers, especially Wasps. Wasps don't really serve any purpose except to annoy the hell out of me. You never know when one might just fly into your face. I hate them, they make me twitch and I usually run away from them in the opposite direction as quickly as possible. Once when I was home alone and one flew into the house, I waited in the garden for an hour and asked my brother to come home and deal with it. It's an irrational fear which I hate but nevertheless one I can't shift.

My terror of them stems from the fact that when I was nine three wasps simultaneously tried to fly into my mouth as I was enjoying a slush puppy. They very nearly made it as two of them sat on my bottom lip. If my dad hadn't batted them away (and got stung for his trouble) I have no doubt that it would have been very nasty.

I'm usually content when it's raining because I know none of them will be around. The foreign variety we seem to have adopted also seems to be much larger and more aggressive than the native ones.

None of the above is at all interesting, but if I could ask God to get rid of one thing it would be wasps. *shiver* Just thinking about them makes me jumpy. My fear is even worse when I haven’t slept, or I haven’t slept very well.

My favorite thing about myself is that when something major goes wrong, and people start  to panic I manage to keep my cool and think logically. It's really odd, the world sort of slows down, whilst my thoughts run riot and I see things with more clarity than usual. I've been told in these times that I adopt a stony expression and am completely unflappable :-) Amuses me to no end.

On the flip side I have been known to hold people to hight moral standards, not religious just behavior wise. I can keep a grudge for a long time. I'm way to stubborn for my own good. Usually it's my way or the highway :-/ I adhere to the saying 'Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.'

And now I have 'The Fray's' album...

Balls! I just lost this entire post! *screams* Remind me ~never~ to edit anything ever, ever again! If it aint broken, don't fix it... right?

Okay a summary of what was here...

I'm now downloading Damien Rice's album. Any suggestions for other music? I realise I've been posting heavily in the last 24 hours (way more than usual) but I never got round to sleeping last night, and this is helping keep me awake. That and lots and lots of tea... and ciggies.

 I should also note (finally): -  That I've given this LJ addy out to those who aren't so LJ savvy. Not that I am, because I'm not. I'm sure mamainak would agree with me there. So... if I have any lurkers out there (and I don't really know why you'd want to read the ramblings of a demented fool) but if I have, then most of my entries are friends locked. This means you won't see most of them unless you join and ask to friend me. I don't bite.... unless asked nicely... so as long as you're over (hmmm) lets say 18, then I'll probably friend you back.

*crosses fingers in hope that this post won't vanish*

From cassandra63 and calamitysandra

1. Go to www.careercruising.com
2. Put in Username: nycareers and Password: landmark.
3. Take their "Career Matchmaker" questions.
4. Post the top ten results.

My Results....

1. Director of Photography
      

2. Director
      

3. Special Effects Technician
      

4. Actor
      

5. Curator
      

6. Set Designer
      

7. Health Care Administrator
      

8. Producer
      

9. Costume Designer
      

10. Makeup Artist

I knew it. I knew I was more inclined to the Arts! Why did I take English? I should have taken Performing Arts, because I loved being on stage. I even liked writing the bloody scripts, and directing the performances. In fact for my GCSE's I produced, directed, wrote and acted in the play for my group. *squeals* You know the Photography bit was a surprise though.

Yup. I was right. When I leave Uni I'm going into the media. BBC here I come! Or ITV.... or Channel 4 really. Anyone who'll take me :0

Sort me!


Yeah right!
Well, Well, Well. There's a first time for everything. I reckon I'll go and try a few more 'house' sorting quiz's. Just to see, like, you know. I'm so effing bored I'm reduced to memes! Argh It won't work *throws tantrum. Later... I'll try and fix this later. Need caffeine... and nicotine...  Thanks T. How did you know I'd used Rich text? lol.