I'm so stupid. Hilarious. But stupid.

I had a telephone interview today for a position as a full time cashier at a bank. And, as it was a full-time position I decided to keep the whole still being at uni thing on the low down. I was planning on un-full-timing myself sometime nearer to October.

So anyway...the interviewer asked me about why I'd applied for said position, what I hoped to gain from it, and then asked me about my career goals and where I hoped to go.

Naturally I panicked, because, Cardio-thoracic surgeon is not the answer I think she was looking for...so I said that one day I aspire to be a Branch Manager or Regional Manager.

Oops.

My mum found it very, very amusing, and couldn't even re-tell the story to my gran without laughing into her coffee for a good minute before.

Shit.

So anyway, they've asked me for a real interview now. Though I obviously can't go can I?

To add to this, I spent part of this morning with the Yellow Pages on my lap, ringing various recruitment agencies. We'll see where forwarded CVs take me.

Eugh.

It's not that I need the money, though obviously it would really help. It's just that I can't stand being bored.
I'm a really social person, and very creative and can't stand not doing anything.

This is the same little predicament I was in last summer. Though then everything was nowhere.

I really need to take charge of my life. Be more independent. More adult. There isn't much I can do right now because life here is like someone has hit the pause button.

But when I get back to London. I need to find a creative and enjoyable part time job, minimum contract, to keep going under my studies. So that next year, I can live and work in the Dizzle.