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The Permenant Bum.


Time to Kill.

Well now that University is finally done for the year I’ve pretty much found myself at a bit of a loss. I’m gonna try to focus on my writing, mainly my scripts, and also this here blog, so watch out for the updates (:

Job Hunting.

I’m back on the bru!
tumblr_mff1txlfPu1rs7k3ko1_500To be honest it wasn’t as bad as last summer when I signed on – at least I had a woman and not a some chauvinistic bloke who was confused why “a girl like me wouldn’t be more inclined to go for childcare or hospitality jobs” instead of Media.  Away fart peas to the moon! I was so angry, even made a complaint but nothing came from it. Grrrrr ¬_¬
Now though I’m stuck with wee Carol and she couldn’t be nicer. Rejoice – a decent human. Fact is, I’ve been applying for any job going since before uni finished; admin, waitressing, cleaning, PA, even call centres. Even sent a few speculative letter’s to the big guns at the BBC, STV, C4 and the like. Sadly though, I’ve had little reply – all that have are no’s too.
Then I had to go to the Benefit office to sort out my council tax, rent and what not. First time, felt all grown up, twas scary. What was even scarier though was how dour faced everyone was in there! Honestly, kudos to the girls that work in these Benefit Office’s – the amount of sad and aggressive folk that go in and out of there is depressing. I guess that’s just the reality for some people though – watch this space; my post may progressively get more bleak. Yaldi!
I wont be able to start my claim untill the 25th though?! As that’s when the rest of the university finish =_=’ and they have to go by official end dates even though I have been a permanent bum since the 10th. Curse proper conduct and process’, so inconsiderate. I refuse to take out a Crisis Loan though – I’ll just be Jen’s bitch untill I start getting my pennies!don__t_talk_to_me_about_life____by_valeriina-d33t3kv

Wee Maw’s 50th.

Well that’s my mum officially half a century old. (Don’t hurt me mum, if your reading this…Love you!)

We had to do something special to mark the occasion. So instead of one day where me & my siblings do everything for Ms Kate we spread the celebrations out over the full weekend.

Sadly I couldn’t afford to go home for the Friday (the actual anniversary of her birth) but thankfully Debbie, Steven & DJ had it sorted with balloons, banners, pressies, cake – the works.

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Then I chimed with my offerings on the Saturday. Myself and big sis Debbie took her for a wee day out in Glasgow. First stop was The Pig & The Butterfly Tea Rooms, where I had booked us some bubbly afternoon tea. Check us out – proper fancy. I had been the before for a prior Hen Party and the restaurant is like Glasgow’s little hidden gem. Its lush; so very prettyful and the food is absolutely delicious. The girl’s that run it are lovely and after I mentioned it was mum’s 50th birthday, they topped her tier of treats with a lil’ cupcake and sang happy birthday to her. Kawwwaaiiii!


Then I gave her my present. I was worried it wasn’t enough or that I’d have to wing it with something off the high street but thankfully it arrived that morning, half an hour before I left, oooooft – cutting it fiiine! My mum has been electronically developing her own little cookbook of family recipes, so I thought it would be fab to have an actual book to put them all in. That’s when I found ‘Getting Personal‘ and came across a lovely blank recipe book with pockets you could also insert photo’s or notes into.

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However, I didn’t expect wee maw’s reaction – “that handwriting is the spit of your Granny Rob’s”. Holy coincidence! I never knew my mum’s mum, she died before I could remember.

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That’s her in the middle, either side are my Granny & Grampa Smith, I’m the sprog and Debbie’s in the middle there.

granpa john, granny smith, grany robb, debbie and me

Apparently I’m psychic now too! Stick that on my CV. (>_<)

Debbie’s Wedding Preperations.

During our munchings and crunchings Debbie informed me that she had moved her wedding forward! She then basically asked me to be her Maid of Honour! Well at the very least, I have the Hen Party location sorted, Debbie loved the tea rooms that much that she decided there and then to have with The Pig & The Butterfly (plus a hen doo was actually taking place in the room next to us, hint hint).

After the sumptuous lunch we went off into town just for a look about. I haven’t been into Glasgow for a little while so the new disgnery clothes shoppy section outside Buchanan Galleries was a different sight but overall, Glasgow’s still Glasgow (those readers living there will know what I mean).

We went into the Galleries to look for possible bridesmaid dresses. Now I’m a girl (I know, shock gasp horror), I like dresses (doubly so) but some of the abominations they ask for money in these shops are madness. Personal opinion obviously but Jiminy Cricket, some folk must clearly have no taste or is hideous the latest trend & I totally missed it?

In the end I didn’t try anything on as Debbie couldn’t find anything that would go with the Motherwell FC coloured tartan Fraser wants ¬_¬  ppft, men…



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Good Vibes.


Evening (:

Been super busy with Uni work at the moment but thought I’d give you all an update… but Doctor Who is on soon, so I’ll needa be quick hehe.

Robert Malone.

angels-share-ken loachThe meeting went really well, Rob’s a lovely guy and he’s really keen to get started, which is fab. He even had the same idea for the stop motion scene I included so I’m glad that came across well in the script; he does suggest I do it in black and white but I’m not too sure to be honest – I’ll try it and see how it looks anyhow. I also asked him if he’s knows any actresses that would be interested in filming as that’s really the only aspect I’m missing and he mentioned a few name’s, including an actress who was in “The Angel’s Share“! I really hope we can get her on board but he also talked about another girl so fingers crossed I have someone by this Wednesday so I can start filming. I’m thinking it’ll have to be done in two days – one for the photography side of the film and the other the for film footage.

I’ve also settle on a name for my film *drum roll”… “The Space Between Us”, simple but catchy me thinks.

On a side note, I felt bizarrely grown up during the meeting, whit’s that aw about? Me sitting there with me striped blazer jacket drinking a black coffee, with my diary and project portfolio sitting on the desk. Blethering about shot sizes, aesthetics, costumes and the like. Twas an oddly fab sensation. Even the wee man at the table next to use found it awfy interesting, staring, listening in and even attempting a casual lean in to get a better insight. Wantae no pal?

Anyheee, I’m getting off topic but aye safe to say I’m getting some really good vibes for the film now (:


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No News Is Good News, Right?

I still haven’t heard anything from the doctors, I’m not overly worried but my hypercondriact wee brain is going into over drive a smidge. I guess I’ll just have to phone up on Monday and find out for myself.

All though, I did get a nope from STV about the whole work experience thingy which is disappointing, not ain’t gonna lie, but something better will come along no doubt… or at least, I hope it will (>_<)

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Wires Crossed .

On another note I’m still without power to my room. We’ve had issues for the past month with the socket in the kitchen tripping the whole system and not going back on afterwards. Our landlord narrowed it down to the plug under the breakfast bar having damp wires due to the washing machine upstairs flooding our kitchen a couple of months ago and it’s just never dried out, thus the RCD switch kept going into safety mode.

Frustrating to say the least.

Since then he’s been back and forth trying to fix the issue. It actually came to the point me and Jen were without power to half of the flat and living through extensions for three days but now it’s just my bedroom that’s affected, typical huh?

It’s been like this for the best part of week now, so I think I may need to phone our landlord again, cause I’m getting a bit sick of doing my hair in the living room every morning. Granted it could be worse, at least I had the living room working – count my lucky stars and all that. (:

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It’s getting closer and closer to the end of my first year at university. Head of 2nd year lecturer, Rachael Stark (I did ask, but there’s no relation to Iron Man, sad face), did say at the start of the year that time would zoom by but it felt like she was just saying that to us last week or summit, so time seems to be taking the biscuit, madness really. It’s also making me realise just how close it’s coming to my first holiday abroad in around 7 years.

Sa Coma, Spain: coming in to airport from plane
I’m really looking forward to it, I’ve been to Majorca before but never the part called Sa Coma, and never with just my dad and Isabel. So at the very least I’ll be interesting. Plus it’s such a generous Graduation & ‘well-done-on-student-of-the-year’ gift from them both, it was totally unexpected and lovely. All I need to do is save for my beer Vodka&Orange tokens and buy clothe; so far my saving’s are going well and I should have £600 saved by the time we fly out.
I’m also planning to do so much while I’m over there; bungee jumping, parasailing and snorkeling. Isabel’s face was a picture when I mentioned that list last time I saw them but my dad’s all for it! So I’m hoping that when it comes down to it both of us wilny wimp out, I’ll regret it if I do and my motto is “no regrets” so I’m just gonna have to man up and do it!

Shall be good! Canny wait!

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That is all (:

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