Megan is currently eating a Porkpie and wondering what move to make next...
Megan has recollected the fact she hates Porkpies.
The whole thing screams desperation.
Therefore, now people have the option to read about my wild, pork-pie eating lifestyle, without having it banded around their home page. Besides, Facebook has become dangerous for me. I once proudly stated I had 900 friends. Then a rap video mysteriously appeared from the depths of my past upon my homepage. Needless to say, reputation suffered.
So, here begins my `blogging`. I have no real idea of what depths I'm supposed to go into here. Some people reveal every single life detail- however sordid. Now, whilst that may be interesting to read for others, it does your private life no favours, so I think I'll stick to the basics of my day.
A few hours ago, I entered an Israel/Palestine debate. Now, I know nothing about nor care for Politics at all. For someone who is going on to study Journalism- you may indefinitely consider that a bad thing. However, in my opinion the World for me is still a relatively nice place to live, and in some respects, I'd like it to stay that way. Plus, I will never know everything about anything, so how can I possibly form an opinion on it? I'd like to remain unbiased wherever possible. I will never know the ins and out of Israel or Palestine, their reasonings for hating each other, understanding their culture, the corruption with in... the difference between what is true and what is merely propaganda absorbed by those who remain truly loyal to their country. Therefore, I do not know any better than to suggest that my only opinion I can offer is that of the liberal suggestion of merely being at peace with one another. It's not that I'm naive, or stupid, its that its all that makes sense to me as an outsider.
I also finished my time as a Waitress for the Old Bell today, as I've got a new job with an immediate start! The morale at the Bell is pretty low actually staff-wise. Everyone seems to be leaving, or unhappy there. I'm glad to be out of there, but I did learn alot about restuarant work and meet alot of interesting people. Things just started to get a bit tense and stressful, and for a minimum wage job there has to be an element of fun to it!
However, the locals are diamond. It is also, of course where I meant new BFF Niki & The Best Microwave, Fake Chef in the world- Philip.
I'm very excited about this new job, just because I like working- I like being part of the real world, earning my own money and actually getting through interviews without being looked after. Gives you a real sense of independance and a sense of pride. However, the real world also means really paying back my debt of 1000 to my parents. So maybe me and the real world don't really get on. New job is in Wokingham, so not far and in Telesales, so we'll see how Karma pays me back for all the phone calls I've slammed down before... Actually, I tell a lie. I always sit on the phone listening intently to offers that are not meant for me as I'm not the house-owner, because I seem not to own the ability to stand up for myself- or in this case simply tell someone I'm not interested. I'm working on it.
I just saw a new advert for Aero. It's better than that one with that guy holding the chocolate bar talking about bubbles or something. Sent to entice women... it ridicules the whole concept behind chocolate. Chocolate is there when all else lets you down, to release those little endorphins and get everybody riding that high of life again. Particularly when men let you down. Chocolate is rich, dark and always reliable. How many men can say the same? So why let a man hold the chocolate bar? You do not need a man to entice you to eat chocolate, you need a lack thereof.
Anyway, some of us have an exciting life of bothering clients in the personal time to look forward to, so ciao!
Megs x
No comments:
Post a Comment