Sunday 25 July 2010

Work Experience at ITV


Hello pals,aqquaintances and people who only read this to take the piss out of me or laugh at my misfortunes (I know who you are).

I have been working SO much recently, in the last 8 days I have worked 72 hours. Pretty much non stop. 12/13 hour shifts. YUM.

Anyway, all that is stopping for two days as of tomorrow as I have managed to wangle work experience at the one and only ITV!

I'm so excited, even if it is only for a short time. I will of course have to report back on it as I cannot predict what will happen, although making a dick out of myself is pretty much a certainty.

It's nice to be back in Cardiff at my Dad and Stepmum's, if only to get away from the chocking environment of Pembrokeshire, or Saundersfoot to be precise. Everytime I come back I feel so uncertain about myself. Sometimes I am on such a high that I can't imagine why I ever left, there's no bithcyness or maliciousness that I've seen in Bournemouth and I love knowing everyone, I thrive off it.
And other days, I hate how little there is to do, or how wrapped up in themselves people can become with a small town mentality.

I'm so unpredictable and over thinky and extreme sometimes.

I'm so tempted to quit work but O'Melon keeps popping up giving me incentive and encouragement to keep going. We're going to Ireland in the first week of January for a little road trip in my new van. 5 Days of driving, extreme sports, beautiful views and nature poo's. We're gunna pimp the van out with cd's, paint jobs, stoves, heaters and character. So having something like that to save for is really keeping me going.

I love that I've committed myself to something like that;I mean, thats 6 months away and I'm not feeling clostraphobic and scared and I don't have itchy feet.
I love that I've comitted myself to someone. (all be it with a pinch of paranoia and the knowlege that it's a long fall from grace.)

Grace; Twosy my old chum (that's a lie, I've barely known her 4 months) is also someone who's made these last few weeks bearable. Having someone to natter to about absolute bollocks is brilliant. She's one of the few girls I know who shares my sense of humour.

I like that she's not sensitive and she doesn't care about disagreeing with you. So fucking what, she has an opinion, that's exactly what I want out of people. It gives them substance.

I should sleep now. But I would like to ask anyone who reads my blog to create a blogger account and become a follower of me on here. It would really help me out :)

Thanks Guyssssss.

Jojo xxx

This post was written listening to : Nate Prophet.