Failure, again

2004-07-10 at 12:08 a.m.

London is a very strange place to live. Today I saw a woman wearing fake sideburns. Seriously. I was just walking along and spotted a woman with long black hair...and long grey sideburns stuck to her face! Obviously not high quality fake hair either (I have been reading a catalogue of amusing things actors buy, wigs and fake blood and scars and stuff). Mad, mad city. You wouldn't get things like that in Newcastle, oh no.

That was my 'amusing incident of the day'. There's always one, its very strange. Last night it was dancers, all these people standing by themselves around the area dancing to no music...weird.

Bad news today: I didn't get the job with the publishers. The nice man who rang me told me that I wrote a brilliant blurb for the back of a book (think he was saying the nice before the nasty mind you) but that my year of unemployment with very little to do is showing. Seems I should have got more voluntary work or done more courses. Oh well.

Mum bought a copy of Floodlights, thats the directory of London courses, part time, evening classes, that sort of thing. There are some highly amusing ones in there but I suppose I should find some that actually might be useful to me. Like maybe a typing course (boredom incarnate) or shorthand, something I can put on my CV. Maybe I'll go and become a lawyer, do the conversion course, if I can persuade mum to stump up for it. Not that that is exactly my preferred career move but I can't think of anything I would really like to do so I suppose it will do.

I just wish, now, that I hadn't studied divinity. I liked the course, I still have a huge interest in the subject, but essentially it has put employers off me, and I always have to excuse my choice of degree, which is a bugger. If I had my time over, I would have chosen science subjects for A-level instead of arts, and gone on to do physics at university, as I originally wanted to do. I used to be obsessed by physics, I even liked maths although I found it difficult, but I was put off because my physics teacher told me that I would probably get a D at A-level. Now maybe thats true and maybe it isn't, but you can get into a good university to do physics with a D, which I didn't understand because I thought anything lower than a C was an automatic fail. Friend of mine failed maths and still got in to do engineering, so I could have gone. But there's not much point crying over spilt milk, and I can always go and study physics at night school once I've got a job, as I always intended to do.

One day.

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