I think the fact that I read this without even having to look up any of the Pokemon is a lovely recommendation of my childhood.

So I have just received my second job refusal.

Which isn’t much of an issue, however I fulfilled all the criteria that they wanted.

The job wanted 4 GCSEs… I have a degree…

So why wasn’t I even shortlisted?

I struggle to comprehend why they put criteria on the application if they don’t accept everyone who fits the criteria. Why don’t you actually put the criteria that you want? Pfft.

I am a very happy bear.

Today I have taken my final exam ever and so I am elated. I rambled a lot about Stalin and then spent my time looking at cute girls to wile away the five minutes before the end.

Now I can concentrate on writing my novel and reading as I should do. Waking at 8:30 each morning and spending time doing things during the day. It should be good.

Also I need a job, but that can wait for the moment.

I’m bored of the live text commentary so I’m ending it.

Sorry for all none of you reading. Haha.

Return to usual blogging shall recommence.

WHERE DID THOSE WOMEN COME FROM?

Love Kills. But not as much as the Germany Army, eh, Belgium?

In memory of Franco, I give Spain 7. 

So, the Finnish are using lesbians to get points. 4/10.

7/10 for Moldavia.

I now love her dress…