My graduation photos arrived the other day, super pleased with them 
(apart from the editing I had to do on the hood, but whatever, I won’t go into that).
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Hey, yeah, so, I got a 2:1. Seriously pleased about that; I have a degree in Psychology!
In other news, after job hunting in the psychology area to absolutely no luck, managed to get myself a job at the Number Fifteen pub in St. Annes. Worked two day shifts there where it turns into pretty much just a cafe, with tea and a toasted teacake for £2, the oldies LOVE IT! All the regulars are awesome, aaand from working Friday and last night (Retro night – I had some awesomely nineties clothes inc. a bumbag going on) I got £20 worth of tips, HELLO MONEY!
Graduation on Tuesday, I have my outfit, generic black pencil skirt and a short sleeved white blouse without a collar. Had my hair cut too yesterday. Excited about wearing the whole hooded gown and mortarboard, but not looking forward to the 7am start though. This new job is tiring me out!
My finals are OVER.
That means no more uni for me! AH!
Not sure what I’m doing with my life, going to get a job -need to actually try to. I really want to study medicine but 1) I’d need to get in, 2) I’d need like £20000 at least to do it. Natwest do professional loans, but seriously, I don’t need any more debt! I can’t stop thinking about how good it would be to be a surgeon or something, STHUPER COOL right?!
I’m watching Bizarre ER and it’s so disgusting. I love it. It reeeally makes me want to be a doctor, but it makes me worry because I really can’t hack finger nails gone wrong. I don’t mind mangled arms in tractor engines, or faces peeled off, but a finger nail bent back is just CRINGE FACE!
So done all my uni coursework, I have three exams starting in like four days. I’ve barely done any revision and I’m blatantly not going to get a first anymore. My last two coursework essays have pulled my marks right down, which is a pile of shit, who puts two essay hand in dates the day before your dissertation is in. I mean FFS.
I’ll need to get firsts in all my exams to get a first overall, and seeing as counselling is a pile of fucking balls that had pretty much no teaching, it’s not going to happen.
So gutted. I barely want to try anymore. This is SHIT.
The other morning I filed, buffed and polished my nails, as they were the longest they’ve been for ages -proud moment. Today -after one afternoon of revision they’re mostly gone. I hate stress, and worry. Bite bite bite fuck off.
I really don’t get, also, why the man on the check out in Tesco can’t comprehend the fact that if you have a horizontally packaged lasagne; you don’t pack it vertically. I’ve told him twice before, and today I was not in the mood. I gave him my tone of voice, and asked ‘Can you not do that’ (doesn’t sound too menacing but it’s all in the tone), and when he asked me if I had a club card I said ‘No’ as if in someway I was getting back at him. I wasn’t going to inconvenience myself finding my club card just because he asked me. Dick.
So I’m home now, and I’ve eaten way too many Kettle chips, I feel so freaking sick. Blerh.
Ordering Pizza Hut online made me cry.
That’s why it sucks being a girl. Or moreso just having hormones will do it.
Guess what I’m doing tonight?
NOTHING!
That’s because I finished my dissertation today, (in between having lunch with me mum and dad at pizza express which was lovely), and put it in for binding! Ready tomorrow morning at nine, in time for hand in at four. I’m not going to read it through now though, if I see a mistake I might die. Seven months of work off my back, and no more deadlines whoop! annnnnd…
STEAK for tea. Monstrous!
Oh and found out Top Gear were filming in St. Annes today – Quality!
As you can probably see from the amount I have blogged, I haven’t been out the house that much recently -although you would have thought it would be the opposite? Went to Tesco today and saw these:
Packs of LEMON only French Fancies.
What the fuck Mr. Kipling.
I mean seriously. Why would anyone want this. Fair enough all PINK or CHOCOLATE packs but LEMON?!?! I can’t even think of anyone who would want to buy this, I mean who likes lemon French Fancies…apart from my dad, but to be fair he likes the pink and chocolate ones too, I doubt he’d want six lemon ones. Variety is the spice of life.
On another note a bar has opened in The Printworks called Illusions, it plays cool music, has a cool vibe, and has MAGICIANS. Went on Friday night (Last night?) with Will, Jonny, and Becky, I think Jonny had a stroke when the magician swallowed a balloon. It was pretty much us and the staff cause it was getting late, it was like a private show. Wicked. Cheered me up – sad ’cause I was tired and grumpy after napping (minor fml there).
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