- June 30th, 2006
I am so exceedingly cool.
I have at least three weeks' work experience at the association of illustrators, and if I really enjoy it, I may stay for a fourth and miss a week of holiday!
Yes, I know that sounds crazy. But we're supposed to be going away for two weeks this summer. One week holidays I can just about deal with without going crazy. But two weeks? Away from home, friends and computer? Aaarghargargmentalbreakdown! So if I skip some, I won't be too crushed, I guess...On holiday, I tend to just get even more cranky than I usually am, stay up late and not get enough sleep, get horribly, horribly sunburnt (my dad's a redhead, need I say more?) and not eat any of the local food. It's not my fault I'm picky! It's not that I don't want to eat it just becuase, it's that I don't want to eat it for I get overly sensitive to foods/smells I don't like, and it would probably make me go and throw up in the ocean.
Oh, and oceans. Another thing. They're nice in theory, but once you factor in the burning sand on the way there, the excessive suncream needed, jellyfish, normal fish, seaweed and other floaty things that brush past your legs and are creepy and make you sincerely uncomfortable with this whole bathing in the world's toilet thing, and those weird shell fish thingies which hide in the sand and stab your feet if you step on them...razor somethings, they're called...because they look like old fashioned razors. No shit! So yeah, once you've factored all that in, plus groups of screaming kids/stupid teenagers and "aaaaaagh where is the ocean bed oh my fucking god there's nothing under my feet aaaagh!", the joy really, really goes. Plus, the ocean's full of sewage and diseases and suchlike. I like swimming pools, with their chlorine and lanes.
Why yes, I am a bit of a loser, thanks for asking.
Oh, and treks. I hate trekking, hiking, whatever you want to call it. Walking for miles and getting blisters whilst one's parents/guardians/etc point out the scenery which would be stunning if you'd had a decent night's sleep, or a good breakfast, or weren't slathered in factor fifty which is attracting insects.
Anyhoo, back to work experience! It's an hour's journey, have to take a bus and change lines on the tube, but I'll only be working two or three days a week, 10-6, and the office seems really nice and small and friendly. And I'll be using a mac, which is a new experience! Other than that, it'll all the the same old familiar microsoft office, which I know my way around pretty well (that is, excluding excel, which hates me so, so much. It's a moody bitch.) And if it goes well, who knows what may happen!