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I have got myself a salaried job which is On The Career Ladder.
Now I have put down a holding deposit on a one bedroom flat on Coldharbour Lane.
I feel like a grown-up and it's un-nerving me a little. |
I have just been to see Death and the King's Horseman at The National.
If you are able to, I strongly recommend that you do too. It isn't a long run though, so hop to it! |
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Jun. 3rd, 2009 @ 06:19 pm
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I feel right now like, finally, everything is going to be OK. Last Thursday I got offered what is basically my perfect job (could only be more perfect if it was staying at RWS). On Monday I passed my Summative assessment with 1,2,1 for the lesson and passed the course with 1,1,1. Today I got my salary offer from my new school, and they are starting me at MP3 which is beyond anything I could possibly have expected.
Now I am crying; maybe it is all a dream and any minute someone is going to start laughing and tell me it's all a big joke.
I've worked so hard for this. |
Ok, so. I am not sure I have ever been more nervous than this. Perhaps the day I had to go into work after handing in my resignation last year, but that was a different kind of nervous.
I think I am going to vomit. Goodnight.Mood:  nauseous |
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May. 30th, 2009 @ 10:27 am
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Panic.
Milkshake is a totally acceptable breakfast food, right? |
I'm so tired that my eyes are burning at 9.30am and I mounted the pavement and nearly mowed Evan down when I stopped to pick him up this morning (more apology cake? Probably). At the moment, I am enormously grateful for the 'Look Inside' option on Amazon, and that my mother taught me to lie, blag and cheat successfully.
I am tired enough that I nearly cried this morning when the news reporter discussed Man U fans saying Barcelona deserved to win last night because they were better. I hate football.
I am in fact tired enough that I am about to go and get tea from the staff room.
Hopefully it will all be worth it in the end.Mood:  folder folder folder die |
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May. 23rd, 2009 @ 10:28 pm
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How do you know when you *really* love a band? When a band is really truly special?
I'll tell you how I know.
I know because, no matter how many times I see them, no matter how many times I hear them, I feel like I am just about to burst. A kind of bubble swells inside me, filling me from the tips of my toes up, aching my jaw with a grin too wide, and drowning anything everything which came before it; sadness, stress, fear, anxiety, loneliness evaporate on a rainbow of untainted, untouchable glee.
I wish I knew more bands which made me feel that way, but perhaps it is better that I dont. |
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May. 20th, 2009 @ 09:10 pm
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I really hope that this week will be over soon; if it isn't, I might die.
Also, I would like it if my head would stop hurting. |
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May. 18th, 2009 @ 09:48 pm
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I feel like my head might explode any minute.
So much to do, so little time.
Brick brick brick brick bricking it. |
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May. 16th, 2009 @ 08:22 pm
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I do not appreciate getting fascist propaganda through my doorway.
In protest, I have dug out one of my old UAF posters and stuck it up in my window. I am thinking of doing some counter-flyering in the area next weekend too.
Oh, and you know my old employers? The rich arseholes with the big house who don't give a toss about their children? They are even bigger cunts than I thought. |
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