Hello peeps, numbero dos blog from yours truly. Starting
university this week… only in on Tuesday. Whoo! Even though I’m in for one day
doesn’t mean I’m not busy; tutor hated my first draft of my dissertation so I
have to write it ALL again. I've had nightmares, I really have.
Problem is that my subject area is hard to analytically
research. It’s about how directors and screenwriters adapt literary and video
game characters into film. Without actually speaking to them, I’m finding it
hard to actually find why and how they adapted them. I tried talking to Emma
Thompson’s agent, for sense and sensibility, but she politely declined….so I
still like her. Essentially I am spending this week searching the small dark
corners of the internet for my impossible information.
Moving on from that depressing thought, I have paid TV work
on Wednesday! I did work experience for BearKatt, who make documentaries, and
they want me in again this week because I’m unbelievably fast and trying not to
blow my own trumpet…well okay, yes I am, I’m good at being a runner. Generally
I’d make the best personal assistant ever. However I don’t want to stay as one
forever, my dream job is a development producer who think up new programmes for
TV, I just have a long way to go before I get there :S
I’m going off to do an MA in Acting, probably at East London
University, and I will do it part time so I can have a full time job to fund
it. Although I am toying with the idea of moving to Wales, but that would be
another huge step of moving, finding a job, meeting new people and it can be
draining. I’ll see how I feel in a few months.
On a lighter note, well a more annoying note, my cat
Aberforth got into my flatmate’s sock draw and ate his socks. And I mean ate.
This is a cat that ate an entire bowl of mincemeat (cooked) then moved onto a
LOAF OF BREAD before being stopped. And recently he was in a cattery and the
owner, after every meal time, gave him the leftovers from the other cats and he
ate it ALL. There were 35 cats. So having found him eating the socks, I then
had to quickly replace them before being noticed. I hate this animal.
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