A Curious Girl: Rolling along the road, speeding on your bike...

Whistling as you go,
Doing what you like.

Because it's rags and tatter day
Doesn't really matter day
Yes, it's Saturday

Sometimes my memory scares me. I learned that song in choir in Year 6, which makes me about ten when I learnt it. Although I think I still have the words somewhere, if I didn't throw them away.

My dislike of Saturdays has been growing over the years. Because (puts on old lady voice that sounds like somone doing an impression of a creaking door) when I was young, we made our own entertainment! At least, that's my theory as to why I no longer like Saturdays. When we were little, we didn't know any better so we were fine to skip, go to the park, have water fights and play hide and seek. Now we've discovered that that isn't in fact socially acceptable, in order to have a good time you have to either spend money or sponge off your parents' internet connection. And there's less time to have a good time. And my friends all live too far away! On the whole, school's better, and Sundays are great. Best day of the week. But Saturdays are homework, lamenting over the fact that I hardly ever get e-mail on Saturdays, and jobhunting.

But then, today I found the perfect place for a job. It's an Italian Deli and Cafe near-ish where I live. Nice food, nice atmosphere, nice location. I want a job there! Might even consider doing it for free :-) (Just kidding) This place is named after the man who runs it, and he's Italian - now how's that for homely feeling? Emma (see this entry) said she once worked there and apparently he's more reluctant to employ women because of 'womanly problems'. Actually, that doesn't put me off - it's more of a challenge. Anyway, according to a test in the Science Museum London, I think like a male. Mwahahaha.

I went jobhunting with Ricci today - got a form for Sainsbury's, the aforementioned setting of wonderful job (OK, so maybe I'm exaggerating! But it was cool!) and an address for Allders. Gave out some CVs, but I'm not particularly hopeful on that front. We visited Chris at the library, and ate ice-cream. Not bad for a depressing day jobhunting :-) I've already sent out my application form for the Italian Deli and Cafe. Yay! In fact, I was sitting there analysing my handwriting as I was doing it to ensure that he likes me. I'm very very hopeful.

Been praying a lot about the whole job situation. I do not want a job at Tesco's - 13 hours on a Saturday when I'm doing 4 A-levels? But after my initial shock of the suggestion of doing non-volunteer type work, I've settled into the idea. And I know that God's gonna send me to the place I ought to be (I can taste the pasta already :-) Although maybe serving it to others would be too painful to bear) so long as I stick with him. Been a bit nervous about the whole thing, but so long as I'm not working for McDonalds I'll be happy just to be employed for a bit. Then I can sort out my voluntary work (I have some good stuff planned - let you know if it comes through) and that Duke of Edinburgh award! Although if I can get a certificate in volunteering from Millennium Volunteers that'd probably look good enough on my CV. I do hate having to do stuff like that for personal gain. Am I making sense? Volunteering is not for the CV. But alongside volunteering comes the CV-type stuff - the certificate is for the CV. It's just that it seems to cheapen the work I've done by characterising it as 'look good on CV' material. And it's not for that. Granted, the thought is tempting. But I want to serve God. And that's the main reason.

Went to the Science Museum yesterday - a bit boring as we spent most of the time in the Wellcome Wing, and I would have enjoyed myself more if I hadn't felt obliged to learn psychology whilst I was there. We went to a 3D Imax production which was brilliant - to start off with. It was called Cyberworld and was basically meant to be a journey around a computerised gallery as guided by a computerised woman (or 'cyberchick'). Now apart from the ditzy cyberchick being incredibly annoying airhead of Barbie proportions, whose reaction to bugs was 'Ew horrible slimy bugs' and whose computer code was in pink (nice figures, said the bug), it was cool to start off with. The first 'room' was pretty funky, and the second was breath-taking. You're flying over a city, staring at waterfalls, plunging into the ocean among all the sea creatures. Infinite beauty. And then you have some vicious seamonsters, and the cyberchick discovers bugs in the system, rubbishy cartoony bugs, and the other 'rooms' after that aren't quite as good, and there are scenes from Antz and The Simpsons which are good but not so astounding in their 3D nature. And I was bored. The funny stuff was just tiring me, and I wanted to go back to swimming with the sea creatures. Wish it was a video - then I could have just rewound back to that point. And the sound was brilliant too.

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