Think I just saw a fox run across the road, or it was a cat that looked like a fox, either way I dislike foxes a little bit after watching a documentary about the twins who were attacked in their own home. Although, really, I dislike the woman who lives in the neighbourhood, she attracts the foxes by feeding them, and she feeds them because she likes seeing foxes.
WTF? You fucking weirdo. Stop feeding wild animals and get a cat or something.
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!
I recently found a free game on the iphone app store (on Will’s iphone, ’cause I have a 6230i which doesn’t even have the internet ) called ‘Coin Dozer’. It’s essentially a virtual 2 pence slot machine; it’s seriously addictive though. It reminds me of my Grandma and going to St. Annes Pier.
Someone. This. Me. Buy. Please.
It was on sale in Stringers in Lytham for half price, but they didn’t have my size.
I could have cried.
They do it in white too. They’re killing me.
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I bought some ‘Monkeys and Bananas’ from Tesco today. In hindsight this was a bad idea, for one thing, I had no monkeys in my packet of sweets -before you say/think anything, there were meant to be monkeys in them (foamy, jelly monkeys) and another thing, the bananas are shit.
I really like foam bananas. They’re amazing. Fake banana flavouring? YES PLEASE. Tesco bananas smell like awesome foam bananas, but they taste like, I dunno…gelatine ? What does that taste like? OMG I just read the pack and it’s Pork geletine, and it has APPLE concentrate in it. Where are the bananas? Where are the fake bananasssss???
It says ‘no artificial flavours’, which is the essence of foam bananas. So if you like foam bananas, don’t buy Tesco bananas.
Ohh..now I’ve just spilt the pack everywhere….BANANARAMA!!
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.
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