'It's such a pleasure to write down splendid words - almost as though one were inventing them.' - Rupert Hart-Davis

On Sunday afternoon I found myself at Twycross zoo, completely fascinated with a gorilla. The gorilla sat there, using a stick to tickle his nose whilst playfully rolling around on the grass. I wanted to join him. He seemed so happy, playing in the sunshine without a care in the world...

After my over dramatic couple of days, I was glad to wake up on Sunday morning feeling rather calm. I spent the day with my sister and a friend, went to the zoo armed with a picnic and took loads of lovely pictures (for facebook of course) The boyfriend came round at 6pm, informing everyone of the terrible football result (Arsenal lost once again) You see, I was never into football before, but I have found myself becoming more and more interested. Anyway, to put a smile on Matt's face after the bad news, I handed him a letter that I had wrote for him (expressing my thoughts about why I have been such a moody fuckwit) I enjoy writing letters, they are much more personal than an email. I know he appreciated the fact that I did that. I'm also happy I wrote down all of those things I find hard to put into words face to face...

Tuesday consisted of the usual vogue.com obsession (fashion blog reading and admiring the beautiful people with legs up to here *raises arm to shoulders*) and wishing that one day I could work for a magazine and strut into the office wearing my Manolo Blahniks *sighs* I felt myself fluttering around again, periodically staring at the clock, checking my mobile phone and feeling on edge. I hate waiting for phone calls, especially the job ones. The day seemed to pass by extremely slowly, so to pass the time I relaxed in a bubble bath for 2 hours whilst listening to UB40 songs on my Ipod...

Red, red wiiiiinnnnneeeeeee, goes to my heeeeeeaaaaaaadddd...

As it has been exactly a week since my interview, I decided it was wise to wake at 9am, just incase the manager called informing me of the good or bad news. My house was freezing, so I curled up next to the fire, armed with coffee, the chubby dog and an old episode of America's Next Top Model. Job thinking/searching has seriously sent me into the land of insanity. Of course having spare time to do as I please can actually be fantastic, but I'm a girl who loves to be busy and being home alone can actually be rather depressing. I spent the rest of the afternoon reading ELLE and cleaning underneath my bed (shockingly it had been 3 months since the last time, so I wasn't surprised to be greeted by a handful of dust!) Thankfully at 5:30pm, my mobile started ringing (strange french ring tone that I can't seem to delete) I enthusiastically grabbed my phone, praying that it wasn't my mum calling, to ask if we needed any milk! Thankfully it was a number I didn't recognize, so after doing the usual cough to clear the throat, answer after 3 rings to not appear desperate, I awaited the news...

5 minutes later, I ended the call with a smile. Turns out that I actually got the job! Unfortunately I would have preferred a few more hours, but the simple fact is I am actually employed after months of desperation, depression, tears and tantrums! As it's a new fashion store, it won't be opening till the end of May, but I suppose it gives me the opportunity to purchase a few new clothes and prepare myself for a couple of early mornings. I'm feeling happy and relieved right now. Happy, because I will now be richer, meaning more road trips and the opportunity to save up to go to New York with the handsome man. Relieved, because I will no longer need to browse monster.com, crying at the screen because I cannot find anything worth applying for...

The advice I can give to all of those people who are unemployed is to never give up and always have faith in yourself. I was unemployed for almost 6 months and even though at times I lost confidence and my mind became intoxicated with negative thoughts, I never stopped believing in myself. It's important to always believe in yourself, even if you do not get the job that you were hoping for, there will always be something else out there that is meant for you. So smile as life will always work out in the end...