Reading Between the Lines

So last week I wrote a personal profile statement and my mate looked over and she was like “No, no, no, no, nooooooo. This will not do”.

But I looked at it over and over before I showed her and she was still disappointed. There is no pleasing some people. Okies, so I was a little blunt in my style of writing, but she wasn’t having any of it. It’s my work and she wants my statements to sound sophisticated and up to her standards. Which meant those who read it, will have to read it between the lines. (Sighs)
Here is a rough idea of what I meant.....

It is so funny how using different words makes the entire phrase sound better and boy am I now glad I got her to fix it up.

Mind you I’m not going to say that to her face. She will never let me forget it. She is one of these people that does not need food, she hovers around people to get compliments. You think this is bad, you should see her face actually light up when she gets a compliments- that’s what she lives off really. I’ve made it my mission to wipe that smile off now and then. I give her a compliment and diss her within seconds now. It is like second nature to me. Lol.

Actually I should rephrase that to my friend enjoys doing good deeds as she takes pleasure in earning a lot of brownie points from her peers. And as her good friend I always bring her down to earth. lol
Hope you enjoyed reading guys = I’m going to bed. Bye. :P

Work, work and more work

This week I was told by someone they stayed up to 2am just so they could meet their daily target of revision. I laughed so hard. Yes it's exam prep month at university and everyone is slowly putting their heads down to revise. All these students sitting on the grass with books on hand while me with no exams, strolling down leisurely through campus with a Mcflurry on one hand. It is (for once!) too much of a beautiful week to allow my brain any exercise.


Even then, sadly I don’t ever remember studying this hard for my undergraduate. Maybe I was too clever for my course as I took everything in my stride. (I can imagine you guys actually rolling your eyes here but who knows :P)

In fact I spent more time trying to get more shifts here and there. My biggest achievement was working 8 shifts in 7 days. For me it was the best week ever; however my friends were disgusted when they realised they were deserted for work. (I’m not kidding here). No matter how much they joke about me being a workaholic I think they had enough now of being placed second to work.

It all started in 2nd year of university where I got my first part-time job. I was so chuffed. However, because I moved house I needed more money for expenses. A lot went on travelling and eating out really. I mean back in 1st year, university was within walking distance to my house so I never really needed money let alone an oyster card, I had money under control.

Then the problems started. My outgoings were greater than my income; the more I worked the grander my purchases became. It became a need to buy random junk that I wouldn't even need. I got another job, and another and another. Let’s just say I got a whole lotta jobs there.

Now finally my income is more than my outcome. But every now and then (believe it or not), I actually get sick of working.

Than after having a two day break I miss work. Lol. That is how it is with me. It’s got to a point where the only holiday I have been to within the last few years (yes years) was to a funeral. I had no choice but to go.

No matter how much I complain about working too much to fool people sometimes, I think people have stopped believing it. But it would be nice to actually have an option to work without having to worry about money. My other unrealistically hope (PLAN B) was to inherit a lot of money, enough to retire for life, but it looks like it is not going to happen. Hope you readers are taking the hint here when writing your wills.

Finally I’m going to finish this blog with what many people have been waiting ages to hear.
I’m finally coming clean...... I am a workaholic and I’m proud of it:

Embrace the inner GEEK!

As soon as I wrote the title I just got this look. Yes the look many people give when you tell them that pigs can fly and you sincerely believe it. I’m not being deluded this week I honestly did embrace my inner geekiness even if it is a little!

The reason I got the “look” was during the undergraduate years I was never seen carrying books around and many thought I was too embarrassed to carry books around. For your information I wasn’t embarrassed……if there is a car to leave the books and there is space in the car its only right I make full use of it. That’s right. Lol.

Well this week I had a test and naturally like the good time organiser I am, I told myself that I would set aside an hour a day just to revise. This was a month ago and it obviously did not happen. So come the day of the test, I picked up the book to revise. Nothing went in my head and nothing seemed to make sense. It’s funny how that happens at the last minute. With the test happening in a few hours I did the only thing I could do. I panicked and then couldn’t be bothered. I mean I honestly tried revising for the test (albeit on the day) but the books and the mock exams were no help as I kept failing them. Enough was enough.

There was only one thing to do before the test. I called everyone and told them to pray. Yes laugh all you want but it worked. I passed and I have no idea how. Regardless of that I’m just thankful even though I have not learnt my lesson. This test if one of my many exams that I have passed with minimal effort and a whole lot of panicking.

In all the years I have been in education you would think that I would have finally understood how it works and stopped being lazy and actually work for it. Sadly it’s not in my nature. Don’t worry readers there is a side effect. A really nasty one. When I panic I eat more than usual. Comfort eating is another one of my bad habits. I get really bad craving and would eat even if my stomach hurts. What is worse is for the last couple of days I just come home and literally eat everything. I just can’t stop. I consume an entire days meal in one go. Ho ho ho. I had to put that in there even if it is the early April but at this rate I can compete with Santa and his belly.

Heed my advice people. Don’t put revision off to the last minute and try to cram everything in as it will not always work. It’s a recipe for a disaster– Wise words (-_-)