Good Eve!

Well good evening everybody! I’m not a very regular bloggy person apparently! But at the request of my loveliest, most scrummy friend Jenny, I’m going to write right away!
Well, what has happened? The funeral was just horrible! Not surprising really, but as expected, I cried like a pillock all the way through. My uncle was distraught but he had his kids (who are in their 30’s!) by his side and hopefully in time they’ll all be feeling okay. Obviously they’ll never forget my auntie, none of us will, but I just hope they carry on being the wonderful, happy people that I remember.
Today, I have mostly been listening to Cloud Control (and drinking strawberry Ribena) I’m slightly obsessed with their album ‘Bliss Release’ and have listened to it twice already. And I think I’m going to go in for a third listening RIGHT NOW!
So yes, in other news, earlier this week I was trying to find a job in London via the magical Internets. I was getting really disheartened with it, I must have applied for about 6 million things (an approximate figure). Then I spied this clever Graduate Fast-track advert, they’re a company that takes graduates and puts them into advertising jobs...
Again I applied not really expecting to hear anything but I got a call about 2 hours later from this London man and he gave me a phone interview. It was scary and my voice went all shaky! However, despite my shaky vocals he asked me if I would like to go to London on Thursday (tomorrow) and have an assessment day with 20 other graduates, and I was all ‘err... yes!’ so that’s what I’m doing tomorrow. I am fucking terrified! I have to wear a suit and half way through the day they cull half of us... so that’s going to be very interesting! Also, I have no idea what to do with my hair- another problem living solely with menfolk, I can’t ask them ‘oooh so does my hair look stupid like this or do I look like I’m off of the Apprentice and that?’. No, instead I will haphazardly attempt to form my very messy hair into some sort of bun. It’s going to look terrible... Also, suits do not suit me! I just look uncomfortable. But anyway, think of me at 2pm and send me all of your lucky thoughts, thank you 

I should probably also mention the riots... nothing has happened in Derby really, a few cars were smashed up in Alvaston and Allenton, and on my street some badass mother has ripped down all the Neighbourhood Watch signs from the lampposts! What a rebel... But on an altogether more serious note... obviously the images shrouding our television screens and newspapers since the weekend have been utterly shocking but on a more personal level it’s just so sad seeing Manchester and Birmingham being smashed to pieces, those cities mean a lot to me. I’m not against revolution or protest but it’s just so utterly selfish, setting peoples’ homes alight and mindlessly stealing. If these people are trying to make some sort of stand they’re quite obviously doing it in the worst way possible.
I just got off the phone with Mimmles, speaking to her makes me miss the Birmingham people and the Birmingham time. It was the coolest of times, it was the most stressful of times. I wish I could buy a mansion and turn it into a mega-mansion of parties, with friends and a swimming pool and DJs and quad bikes and perhaps a few monkeys... maybe if I get this advertising job I’ll be able to one day!

Sorry that this post has been a bit lacklustre, can only really think about tomorrow. Eep.