O Shit A Bat!

Today me and Holly went to Chester Zoo! Amazing day! We saw the elephants, tigers, monkeys, penguins, a lot of snakes, bats... pretty much every animal you could think of.

It was nice spending the day with Holly. I've not known her for too long... well I have but not become close friends with her till recently. I love it when you make friends with someone who you just click with straight away. Someone where it isn't awkward eventhough you don't really know them well enough to have a indepth conversation with. It was the same for people like Emilie and Laura W. They are people that you would prefer to spend time with then people you've known for years and years.

Anyway back to Chester Zoo. The highlight of my day was when a bat flew into the back of my head. We went into the bat cave thing they have... thinking they'd be flighting around over our heads... But no! And these weren't just the little cute bats you see flying around in summer. This bats meant business and where huge!

The moment one flew into me I thought Holly I think its time to leave here lol. On the way out a bat flew out the door. It was funny to see the reaction from two men who were frantically trying to get this poor bat back into the bat cave. LOL! But me and Holly just legged it!

Good Times Good Times...

So I thought it remind me of the day I've buy a keyring with a bat on! Whoop whoop!

I'll hang it in my car I think.

This pics made me smile...

A shout out!

Alice Formby

This blog post is a bit different to my usual rants I have. It might not work because usually I'm not a very emotional person. But today has been a strange day.

I got up at 1.30 because last night I was dancing the night away which the cool kids of Wigan! I woke up without a hangover which was a blessing! Then again I didn't get to drunk last night. Lux is completely different when your not completely wasted.

Moving on... I got up and made myself some carbinara (dunno if thats the right spelling but aww well). Then I thought I'd do something productive and walk the dog.

Now usually I take my dog to Orrell. But its boring there after you visit it to many times. So I thought I'd go somewhere else. I decided to go to a place called Lydiate... in Merseyside... on the way to Southport. Its a place where my Gran lived all her life. Its a dead nice place. Just contryside for miles and miles. I decided to walk Tina on this field behind a house called Sunnyfields... a house my Gran lived in, and a place my mum, aunties and uncles grew up it. My Grandad built the house in the 1950s I think. It's one of the nicest house's I've every seen.

I sat on the field for a bit and had a few ciggies whilst Tina wondered around. It was weird sitting there thinking all the memories I had of this area. And all the memories my mum would have. I always hear stories from my family about things that happened which they lived at Sunnyfields, and it was weird to see the results of the stories I've been told. For example... Sunnyfields apparently got strook by lightening when my mum was a teenager, and to this day you can see the different coloured tiles on the roof where they must have had to fix the damage caused.

I miss my Gran. She was one of those people who played such a big part in your life. She died 5 years ago... on the day before my birthday. I'm not a religious person. Don't get my wrong I'm not completely against the idea there was never a God, but I don't believe I'm a true Catholic. That's why I never pray. Because I feel if I prayed to God for help with something I would kinda being a bit selfish the fact I'm asking for help from a religion I don't think is fair or truely moral. But my Gran is someone I talk to, and someone I used to be able to talk to. Thats why I miss her so much.

I then visited her grave and bought a sunflower from a flower shop on route, for her grave. She liked sunflowers.

Then I realised at this point Tina was dying for a drink of water so I thought it was best to set off home.

The weather made today a pleasant day aswell. Driving down country roads with both windows down listening to Rufus Wainwright... I couldn't ask for anything more.

God that probably bord the crap out of you lol.

Love you Gran x

The Wedding!

This weekend has been amazing... but long and tiring.

Was in work on Friday night. Getting the store ready for the NEXT sale. Was in work till 9... and was shattered. Moving stock from A to B can really take it out of you.

Anyway I went to bed about 1am but had to be up at 5am to get ready to set off for the long drive down to Essex... for my cousin Claire's wedding. I know Essex is a pretty big place so I could do with being a bit more specific where the wedding actually took place but for the life of me I couldn't tell you where it was.

Going down south is strange. It's weird to see the complete contrast in Northern and Southern folk. All my cousin's friends... and new husband... are from Essex or the "promised land" as they like to call it. But us Northerner's wanted to show the softy Southern's how to party into the early hours of this morning.

Me and my sister shared a room to stay over in. The venue was really nice and querky! And it was nice that finally the sun came out for a bit. About bloody time.

I got to meet my cousin Nick's new girlfriend Sharon. She was amazing! Such a good laugh!

I also got to see my cousin Greg who I hadn't seen for a while. Me and Kat took advantage of him abit by putting all our drinks on his tab... He probably had a heart attack this morning when it came to pay for his bill.

Good times good times.

There isn't really much for me to say about this weekend. Well nothing you'd fine that gripping or interesting. There was this bitch who was being a complete pain in the arse towards me, Kat and Greg but I don't wanna go on about her to much... Let's just say people like her aren't worth talking about. Enough said.

I finally got to bed about 4ish... well thats when we stopped drinking and thought we'd call it a night.

So I'm shattered now. Least I made us Northern's look hard as rocks!

What A Nice Day

Well me and Vicky thought it would be nice to spend some quality time together today... since we only seem to see each other at the pub quiz. As nice at it is to see the pub quiz gang every Wednesday night but the novelty of the quiz has worn off I think. We never win... and I've given up on the fit barman Danny. Ano he has a girlfriend but its never stopped me before. But he must be "loved up". His loss anyway.

The plan was to go to Manchester for the day. So we did. We went to Afflex and boy has it changed. It's still a cool place just more spread out. I remember when it was jam packed with little alternative querky shops.

I was tempted to buy a Marilyn Monroe poster, but I thought my Audrey Hepburn and Debbie Harry poster was enough. If my parents didn't no I was queer, the gay alarm would have deffo been going off in their heads if I put a Marilyn Monroe poster on my wall.

I was more interested in the Lacoff Le Chat Noir poster tho. I thought it looked very vintage.

After that we had a pub lunch in the Old Wellington. I had a nice burger. Or should I say a 100% Aberdean Angus Burger.

Then we watched Wanted. Amazing film. Vicky wasn't as amazed by it as I was. But any film that contains bullets that bend has two thumbs up from me.

We then ventured to HMV and I bought Fightclub for £3. Whoop whoop. What pisses me off about HMV is that fact they always have a sale. "Up to 70% off everything". What a load of old mans bollox! HMV can hardly classify themselves as having a sale because that 70% off everything sign is always up. They could save a lot of time and effort if you just sold cheap CDs/DVDs. God! But good marketing anyway!

Also today as I was stood at Wigan North Western waiting for my bus home, a typical Wigan Chav came strolling alone... covered in blood, and shouting "POLICE!". I just left him to it and carried on listening to Rihanna on my MP3, MP3 ano how 2003, but I can't afford a I-pod so it'll do me. But what I found this chavs main problem wasn't the blood pouring out of his nose but was his fashion sense.

Each to their own I say. But tracksuits aren't flattering at all. Bloody hell ano you wanna look like you have social status but come on you look like a prat! Trackies should only be worn for the gym or lounging around the house only. Maybe if your lounging around the house or coming back the gym you can show yourself in public if you need to nip the shops etc. But don't plan to go out in your trackie bottoms. We don't live in the 1990's anymore! Sporty Spice isn't the look you should be following!

Anyway he got onto his bus. He did look a bit shaken to say the least so I suppose I could say "I hope he got home safely".

Rebel!

Today had another job interview at Rebel Hairdressers in Total Fitness. It went really well I think. They seemed really positive. So fingers crossed. I really like the look of the place and it would be so handy for me as its only down the road. I'm really excited now to be honest.

I liked it how the woman interviewing me wasn't patronising or telling me what I should do. If anything she seemed impressed with how much I had already done to try and get an apprenticeship.

Also it might sound daft but a lot of hairdressers have pretty much said to me "you've got amazing GCSE's why the fuck you doing hairdressing!". Because I want to do hairdressing that's why! But today she said it was "refreshing" to see someone who had such good grades choosing to go into the hairdressing industry.

I feel today, if I get the job or not, hairdressing is something I'll be really passionate about and something I really want to do. And I think it was down to the lady giving me so much support.

So like I said fingers crossed. I'll hear in a few weeks.

:)

It's Been a Long Weekend

This weekend has been a good one it has to be said.

Firstly on Friday I went round Wigan. Once again Pada was dead. I miss the good old days, and by that I mean a few months ago, when Pada was the "it" place to be. It used to be sooooo packed... but not in a Bentleys way where you can't move at all. Everyone used to be there. But not anymore. No one goes there. Lux is the place to be these days. Becky saw Fletch from Hollyoaks and I think got a bit star struck... Bless her. I saw Emilie on Friday, which was nice considering I haven't seen her in a while. Shame I only get to see her these days when we're completely pissed... or at least I am completely pissed. Me and Emilie made a friend with someone who was impressed with my Pac Man t-shirt. But we got a bit confused when he started talking about Facebook being closed down and PVC... Weirdo...

Anyway Saturday I was in work at 1. Was a bit worse for wear it has to be said. Nevertheless I had a fun time in the shoe stockroom doing markdown on the shoes for the sale. At 4.30 Rachel, my manager, came in the stock room and asked if I wanted to go home early. Fair enough I would be paid less but I wasn't complaining.

Then Saturday night I went to Chris's 18th at Frankie's house. It was a good/interesting night. A few eventful situations unfolded but all in all a good night had by me. (Happy Birthday Chris btw).

Yesterday went to Haigh Fest. I had to walk there and back. I'm soooooo unhealthy. I was out of breath walking up that hill. But it was worth it. I had the fittest Cheese burger ever! Got a bit pissed... again... and got a bit wet. My theory was... which I stole off my good friend Holly... if I get wet I get wet. I knew it would rain but I thought I might as well not let it ruin the day. Which it didn't. Quote of the day:

Chavvy girl to her boyfriend: Hay let's go in that bus which gives out free condoms.

Chavvy boyfriend: No point I don't use them anyway.

Went to the Tudor after that. Was nice just sitting there and chatting.

Today I got up at 1pm. Usually I feel I've wasted the day in bed but today I just want to do good old Fanny Adams. People complain about having nothing to do. But I love it. If I wanted to do something, like go to Manchester, Wigan etc... I would go. But when you have nothing planned to do... do nothing. Sit around. Watch a film. Enjoy it whilst it lasts. Sooner or later you'll be doing something like working or looking for a job and you'll wish you where doing nothing then.

"Dear Sir/Madam, I'm currently looking for employment..."

Today I realised something. It might make me sound really strange and quite sad to actually admitt this but I find reading peoples CV's really interesting. I think you can learn a lot about an individual just by reading their CV. I don't just mean what GCSE's they achieve but what type of person they really are.

For example, if someone uses some sort of "crazeh" font, you can tell their obviously a bit wacky and outragous! Some people use very sophisticated layouts and fonts. Others waffle on for about four pages, describing every signal slightly interesting thing they've achieved in their lifetime. Those people are call big heads.

The most interesting part of someones CV is their personal statement and personal details. One CV I read had "Marital Status: Single". As if a employer is interested in that.

"Well she has shit GCSE grades but at least she's single". They show's she's either very specific about what she puts into her CV or she is willing to do anything (if you catch my drift) to get the job.

I think its funny when people write in their personal statement "I think I'm a nice person". Well no offence mate but I'm sure Hitler though he was a "nice person". What does they tell you. It tells you that the person thinks their a nice person yet at the same time most likely isn't.

Hobbies are also quite amusing. Here are some of the hobbies people wrote down in their CV's:

• Reading fashion magazines (aka... the what not to wear section in OK magazine)
• Walking. Walking... doesn't everyone walk. I wouldn't classify myself as a "walker" but I like walking to. I mean if I didn't like walking how would I get from A to B.
• Movies. Firstly we're not American, they are called films where I come from. And they obviously shows you don't have a very interesting lifestyle. I mean I watch films all the time but I won't call it a hobbie. I mean I'm watching Bring It On right now. It's hardly a hobbie.
• Chatting with friends. How original. All that shows is you have friends. No need to drag.

And the best one I thought was...

• Hula Hooping! Thats right Hula Hooping. Whoop whoop! Let's employ this lass... She'll be a hoot at the Christmas parties... prancing around with her hula hoop.

Bless

I'll like to remind you all at this point I'm not calling this people. I mean each to their own. But still... it gives me a laugh!

Finally hard lines Mr Murray. But Nadal beat you fair and square. Your arse was truely whipped. Least that Nadal was pretty fit.

I fancied a change so I'm now a short black guy!

Let me clarify that statement. I wanted to change my hair so I decided to go short again. I've also had it died black. I'm kinda liking it. Just think I'll have to apply some more fake tan... keep topping it up. God it's going to get to a point where my face will be glowing. Well these it beats looking like a goth!

Anywhoo about my day.

Hello Next Robin Park, Mark speaking, how can I help...

Today at work a woman wanted to return some black shorts. She informed me she got black shorts because "black goes with everything"... as if I care love. She wanted to return them because when she went to the gym this morning she found a huge rip in the back! Shock horror! I mean children are dying in third world countries but more importantly this woman found a rip in her shorts!!!!!!! What is the world coming to?????

But wait this wasn't the "terrible situation" she was put in. When returning a item without a receipt if the item was in the sale you have to return the item at the lowest price. And guess what this item was in the last sale. She wasn't to please she had to pay a extra £7 for some new shorts. We its either that sweetheart or you can walk round your arse hanging out! At the end of the day I'll still be able to sleep tonight.

In the end she paid the extra £7. She wasn't getting them returned at the original price. Lets face it she did by them like a year ago. Silly woman!