Tuesday, 22 February 2011

Get In Line

The song above is Ambition Is Critical by The Blackout, it has nothing to do with my blog other than the fact that I'm currently loving the track and can't wait for their album 'Hope' to be released in April!!!


Considering that waiting around with my fingers crossed is going to be a regular activity soon(?) for me, Get In Line by Air Traffic is apt to be the song I listen to whilst deciding to write a blog. At every stage of education so far, what we learn at one point is bettered or wronged later on. I took my CV to a careers adviser and as I was told in college that they should fit to a page I was suprised, kind of, to learn that now, I have the opportunity to extend this to two, lucky me. I have the chance to 'show off' by taking key skills in life and adapting everything i've done and learnt to fit these categories. I was quite suprised to find that I have acquired much more than I originally realised. At the moment I am analysing (yes this is a skill) every aspect of myself and how I can display this in two sides of A4...

I have also been 'waiting in line' for over a decade now in terms of receiving my first valentine. I remember blasting the 'corporate holiday' last year and I still hold these feelings today. This year, Tom sent me my first card which I obviously reciprocated, buying one was certainly a strange phenomenom for me.I believe that we shouldn't need one day in particular to express feelings, it's almost cliche to do so on the day. This is partly why we went for our meal on the previous Friday at Zizzi's on Spinningfields, other reasons clearly including the impossibility of finding anywhere for the day so what's the point in attempting? I am still very proud of the calendar I made for Tom at work, especially since I had to rush it a little on my break though with a little help much appreciated.

Tom came to Uni and spent Monday through til Wednesday with me, I was rather chuffed =]. We tried a bar in Ormskirk which had advertised cheap drinks and they certainly were. I purchased a WKD and a Corona for less than the price I would normally pay for just a WKD. It just lacked atmosphere. Music was non existent for a while and when it leaked from the speakers it whispered over us. I enjoyed the following day in Liverpool much more when Tom and I simply explored for the fun of it. I even bought a yellow lambanana to remind me of my time so close to the city.

This week I have been off university, they call it reading week and they give us plenty of that to do for sure. I have also taken the opportunity to meet up with Sally. We were friends in college but since then we have seen much less of one another. On our Christmas meal she told me of a uni project she is doing which includes the writing of a script, I gladly agreed to help out in any way I can. Yesterday, we met at The Trafford Centre in Starbucks to discuss the plot of the story. At this point we only have a few bullet points and we spent the time ironing out any potential issues with the flow. Sally gave me more of her ideas which is much easier to do face to face over hot chocolate. I took in everything she said and suggested anything I could which might help her to get her point across. For example, she already had two possible endings and I was able to offer a third which would enable her to utilise foreshadowing which is a key device she wants to use.

I really enjoyed the time with Sally, we weren't quite as disciplined as we could have been because it was much too easy to delve away from the project and catch up on each others' lives. I still think we achieved a lot and I'm really looking forward to seeing what she produces in the script itself. I'm keen to check my emails daily for a scene or so that we can discuss and edit.

 Tomorrow I'm back on the buses to collect Tom again at 1 o'clock and who knows what will happen for the rest of the day? I look forward to it regardless! I have yet another trip shopping with mum on Thursday and can't wait to tackle the quiz that night!

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