The Quest for an Internship... PART TWO.

Hello Hello Hello!!

Like promised I have decided now is the time to let you in on my life! So I believe the last time I really blogged properly, It was towards the beginning of my second year at university! Success; I made it guys; I'm officially done for the year after two weeks that included 12,000 words worth of assignments and a five minute long stop motion animation (which will be the subject of another post very soon!)

I don't suppose many of you remember one of my earlier blog posts (nearly 2 years ago now whoops) about the Quest for the Internship but I have been ever so lucky and as of July this year will be the Production Management Assistant of Walt Disney Studios in Hammersmith, London. 

THATS RIGHT

WALT DISNEY STUDIOS

I can't get over how excited I am! I applied on an off chance in October roughly of 2014, then finally got a phone call whilst I was exceptionally hungover; which i missed from my recruitment lady. I checked my Voicemail and heard the wonderful message 'I'd like to invite you to an interview'. Even hungover with last nights make up on; it was the best news I have ever heard. 

I don't like to sound too cocky, but I have never failed na interview, I like to think that upon meeting me, I am quite confident and charming; the most a girl can be when they are sweating rom every inch of their skin. 

The interview was simple, it required a short presentation in a room with my now employer, whilst you waited they played... Guardians of the Galaxy, Toy Story 3 and Pixar Shorts... with free food! BONUS. 

Anyway, i waited a week and was certain I hadn't got the job, when i received the phone call that I had indeed! i squealed and talk gibberish for a goof 10 minutes on the phone to Leanne and yeah..... I WORK FOR DISNEY. 

It's all very exciting & i will be updating you throughout my internship! 

The quest is over (for now!) 

G x

Tales of the Tube: Part 2.

It seems to be a reoccurring factor in London that I tend to meet really odd people. Most of my friends are quite odd, despite my undying love for them.

I'm having a slight issue however.

I was on District and Circle line going towards Latimer Road two days ago (Westway's climbing wall is extreme, I love it!) and a group of the likely ASBO parade appeared from nowhere. I try not to judge people, I think it's a flaw in humanity to judge someone without knowing their story.. however this changed in the space of around thirty seconds.

As we arrived on the train, a pigeon was flapping about, which is a common occurrence on the overground. As we sat down, it had scooted up under the seat of one of my friends and was just minding its own business. Then the already mentioned ASBO parade walked on with their hoods up, jeans around their ankles and blatant disability of being able to talk like any other human and one of them, giggled and for a reason that I still can't quite fathom full on kicked the pigeon.

I JUST DONT GET IT!

If anyone by chance knows anyone personally who decides to act like a prize A twat towards helpless animals, please offer me an insight into the madness? He wasn't provoked, he didn't even pretend to kick the pigeon like many of us are guilty of doing as children, instead he full on hit it and then walked off laughing with he fellow dwindling brained friends.

I'm still angry about it now, and whats worse is that I can't say anything in London, especially from people with that level of IQ without most likely getting a knife pulled on me and ending up on the BBC News headlines.

Society is fucked if we keep producing idiots like that.