Most of the morning was spent trying to stop the white tiled from bathroom from being orange. I can only guess the previous tenants liked blonde/ginger hair dye due to the unusual colour of the tiles. It comes off pretty easy, so long as you're scrubbing hard enough for your wrists to feel numb.
The kitchen is now pristine. I have single-handedly wiped all the cupboards, inside and out and swept the floor. Everything has its own little place no, a place which no doubt me and Ben will fail to recall at crucial moment.
The very nice landlord dropped by earlier to prune back the jungle that was masquerading as a yard. In the process we discovered the missing bin from the kitchen and decided it would just be easier to buy a new one. He also fixed my wardrobe door, which was nice of him. Now (hopefully) I won't get smashed in the face with a piece of wood whenever I attempt to gain access to my clothes.
I'm really starting to like my new house. Having a living room is awesome and I know Ben is eager to get some big Warhammer games going with the aid of two large tables and some MDF.
Back to cleaning! *grabs sponge in a menacing manner*
- Mood:
determined - Music:Pumpkin Soup - Kate Nash
Me and Ben are in our new house now and there's a great deal of cleaning to do. The last tenant had to pack up and move pretty sharpish, hence a rather mucky house, which myself, my mother and my aunt set about cleaning with great gusto. There's still a long way to go, but it's now habitable at least.
Very tired now and ready to just sit back on the couch and play X-Box.
- Mood:
exhausted
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- Mood:
weird
- Mood:
pessimistic
Mostly, this relates to my LPC (Legal Practice Course) following graduation. Basically, it's a one year course costing between 6 and 10 grand, where they sit me down and say "Remember all that useful stuff you learnt on your Law Course...*cue nods from students* well, we're going to do it all over again, but this time teaching you how to do it properly."
I'm actually really eager to get onto doing my LPC, I've heard good stuff about it. Firslty, it's supposed to be easier than the Law degree and secondly, it's more hands-on and less "150 pages of heavy text, laden with pretentious law words", which is always a blessing. The cost aspect worries me, but if I can secure a training contract with a medium-tier firm, more often than not they'll pay my tution fees and possibly throw a couple of hundred my way to help with the cost of living.
Speaking of training contracts, I've been seeking as many out in Liverpool as I can. There's a few I've got my eye on, BLM want their applicants to submit a paper application...astounding given most firms today operate over t'internet. I'm hanging on till I get my second year marks though, so I can flesh out the application a bit (or whither it...dependent upon the grades).
Also, Rachel at Childline has managed to bag me some work experience with her cousin. I did a little research whilst drafting a covering letter and I found out his firm specializes in Criminal and Fraud litigation. I don't want to practice these areas much, but it would be awesome to get some work experience in the 'contentious' areas of Law.
As Twittered, I've got a job interview at Greenhalgh's Bakery on tuesday, so thinks might pick up on the employment front. I'm holding out for free bread...
- Location:Liverpool
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Agent 00Soul - Edwin Starr
I shan't bore you all with the details of what made this last 5 days so horrendous, but I'll just say this. Clarks suck. Googlemaps is made of epic fail. Job hunting is soul destroying.
But as Kelly says, these things can go in cycles. I could have a brilliant week next week and balance can be restored.
In other news, I've completed my application with Weightmans Solicitors. I am now desperate for a training contract with them and I poured my heart and soul into their application. Hopefully, I'll get something out of it. Admittedly, I've not had much luck on this front, but if my Law class is anything to go by, not many people have!
If I've got nothing much else to look forward to, Back To Earth comes out on the 15th, ready for Amazon to send it zooming my way. Yay.
Plus, the Fantabulous Writing Task of June 2009 with
- Location:Liverpool
- Mood:
content - Music:Craig Charles Funk & Soul Show
It rained a lot and it was cold, but luckily we're a resourceful lot who can find fun even in a sodden field. We saw the Blue John and Speedwell Mines. before the rain stopped and an entirely foreign entity called the Sun emerged.
Twas fun, very fun!
- Mood:
amused
- Mood:
cheerful
I had my fair share of crank calls though. If you've never had to explain oral sex over the phone while a room full of people listen in, you're lucky. I get embarrassed easily.
It was awesome though. I can understand how voice is so much harder than online counselling. I can see it being really tough if there's a child at the other end of the line in tears, or telling you some pretty horrific stuff.
Apparently, some people couldn't believe it was my first time on voice - I took to it that well, so that makes me feel pretty damned good about it all!
- Mood:
accomplished
Seriously though, this position is not unique. Practically all of my friends are job hunting at the minute. In fact, the whole world appears to be job hunting at the minute, with increasing amounts of failure.
Having an accountant for a mother, I am rather knowledgable on this whole Economic Crisis. Indeed, for some reason, my mother seems fond of lecturing me on it at great length when I'm home...Fair play, but I alone didn't cause it. No-one in our age group did, we're just picking up the flack for it.
It just frustrates me I guess. The graduates of today are having to piece together the shattered remnants of our economy, that's only broken due to the follies of the baby boomers. Yes, I know there are other factors and everything is relative...but when it comes down to the bare bones, it's people just being damned stupid with money. Eventually, that time rolled around when everything is on its last legs, the banks are buckling with the strain of it all and bailiffs are overjoyed, the generation that caused it all, shrugs and passes it on to us.
Cheers.
Urgh. Job hunting makes me pessimistic I see...
- Location:Liverpool
- Mood:
pissed off - Music:Reap the Wild Wind - Ultravox
- Location:Liverpool
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Electro-Cuties - Funkadelic
After I'd finished my incredible grown up hissy fit, I ordered a new pair. At £106 quid, I think I got a really good deal. I got some fancy bath stuff along with free postage and packaging. The box was filled with those delightful protective balloons, always a joy!
I'll admit I'm not as groomed as I could be most of the time. Whilst busy I lack the time and the drive to properly 'do myself up' everyday, but I make an exception with my hair. Bad hair means Bad Bex - shallow, I know.
Anyhow, I feel better. I'm back to burning my hair rigid on a daily basis, my revision is progressing slowly but surely and things appear to be going reasonably well generally.
Good good.
- Mood:
chipper
Land Law - a requisite for a qualifying Law degree
Medical Law and Ethics I & II
Law & the Sexes
Internet Law
Civil Liberties
Contemporary trends of European Social Law
Discrimination
So, I'm pleased now!
- Mood:
cheerful
I've spent all of today tweaking it. There's still a little way to go but I feel much happier with it. On an affiliated note, revision is also going well. Do I dare dream it...could I actually be confident about the coming exam period?
- Mood:
accomplished - Music:Do I Love You (Indeed I do) - Frank Wilson
When I give some context to that sentence, it's not nearly as dramatic or sad as it sounds.
Maurice was the character I genned from Ben's original RPG system. He started out as a pretty non-descript demon pimp (if one can be such a thing) and somehow, over the following weeks, evolved way out of my control.
I loved him dearly though. He was as tongue-in-cheek as you can get whilst still having some tongue and cheek left. Risqué is an understatement where Fitt is concerned. He was flamboyantly promiscuous, with a willingness to love any man, women, mammal or sea-creature that came his way and a hunger for all illicit substances.
Fitt really did take over me a little when I played in Ben's game. I changed the way I talked, my mannerisms were different and I said things which would normally make me blush bright red and hide somewhere.
For me, Maurice had some shining moments. I particularly liked his skill of balancing two shot glasses of Gin on his nipples and carrying them around the room, mostly for his own amusement. He died; it should be noted, to save the world from Lucifer. I won't say it's what Fitt would have wanted, no doubt he'd have liked to have lived a lot longer before expiring in a moment of failed sexual adventure, but he understood what was required of him, and so accepted that he'd need to die for the world to have some chance of living.
Having said that, a fair number of Ben's characters expired yesterday: Nick, Anna, Jim. Only Kaori and Kim managed to get away intact...but somehow, this was the best ending many of us could have asked for. The RPG campaign was at an end and if we'd all carried on living, we'd have wanted more.
With that said, I guess I say goodbye to Maurice Colverston-Fitt...
I'm gonna miss him.
- Location:Liverpool
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Inside of You - Hoobastank (It seemed fitting)
By now, I should just stop being surprised/daunted/upset by this fact.
I've being doing this course long enough to understand, I can't have a social life.
- Mood:
aggravated
- Mood:
amused
God knows what time I'll be finished by...
- Mood:
aggravated
Finished my EU essay of Uber-evil in first draft form, so I now feel smug and content with that. This means I can get cracking on the PIL essay of Even-More-Uber-Evil tomorrow.
I finally found out when my exams are. Too close for my liking, but I'll handle it.
I saw Alexi Sayle at the Philharmonic Hall. He was good, very good. I even plucked up the courage to ask a question.
Then I got home and ended up in tears due to impending Uberevil essay writing and general feeling icky.
But meh, everything's written down now. Done but not quite dusted, but that's good enough for tonight.
I'm now going to clean my room to burn off some edgy, excess energy.
- Location:Liverpool
- Mood:
gloomy - Music:Head To Toe - Chris Clark
What are your favorite episodes of each series? Just one.
( Mine would have to be... )
- Location:Liverpool
- Mood:
chipper - Music:Twist & Shout - The Isley Brothers
