* bite him, go on I dare you, bite him *

FRIDAY 18TH

Today I finally went to see a careers advisor. Oh the fun. I have decided that I will do a degree in journalism, as it is the only thing that I am vaguely good at and would actually enjoy. However, it does mean that I need to go up a grade in a lot of subjects and therefore shall have to work like a dog for the rest of the year.

I made a enthusiastic start to this 'swotting up' by agreeing to accompnay Albert and Frazer to a star wars marathon. It lasted till about 12 at night, and we only actually made it to the third film. Albert fell asleep. Albert's family are a little bit dozy at times, and thought that if we left the house (in saxilby) at 8:50 I could get to Ottakers (my place of work in town) in time for 9:00, they were wrong.

SATURDAY 19TH

Was chronically late to work again. SCORE. But I now feel more accepted there which is good. I think that this may have something to do with the fact that we have a newer person, and this means that I am not longer 'DAS NEW KID ON ZE BLOCK' and that pleases me. Plus I know a lot more about the whole shop system and feel a bit wise about books, in the way that, I could help someone should they ask for my knowledge.
Had a meal with my father, which was fun as always, and my little brother acted like a twat- strange. Rented out War of the worlds on DVD because I am morbid and like to see Tom Cruise in peril. Whenever someone got lifted by an alien I really wanted to shout- PONED, but realised that is unacceptable behaviour at a cinema .Anyway, the short of the story is that our DVD was broken. I know now that, I forgot to plug the scat  (?) plug in. Whatever.