I got the shock of my life when I woke up on Monday and looked at my calendar. December? Really? Bloody hell... remind me again where my year went?
Oh yes, I finished my degree, graduated, found a new job, quit the job, then sacrificed materialism completely in the name of journalism. I remember now.
The Christmas lights are going up everywhere (naturally, from the very minute that it became December), the little Christmas huts selling bratwurst, roast chestnuts, sweets and all manner of festive things are back outside Churchill Square shopping centre and the season to be jolly is firmly upon us. Whether we like it or not.
I for one, haven't managed to get in the festive spirit yet. My Christmas spirit has been firmly credit crunched. Yes, I know, the shops slapping sales on everything at the moment has made it all ridiculously cheap, but since the silly banks wouldn't give me a loan, the silly letting agent has been messing me about with admin costs which have slowly sapped away all my money, and the cost of cheese (which I find very hard to live without) has become INSANE, my money has vanished. Totally. Therefore, one of the fundamental ingredients of Christmas, the PRESENTS, are not happening this year. Christmas shopping, the highlight of my year, the one time I get to spend loads of money and time in shops without feeling guilty has been denied me. I almost want to cry...
...but anyway. Yesterday, I struck out of my safe little trainee journalist bubble once more and, in pitching them a feature, have steeled myself for a knock back from The Guardian a.k.a. 'The Big G'. Seriously, I must have checked my pitch for spelling mistakes fifty times over before I finally, with red cheeks and a thudding heart, hit the send button. That was twenty-four hours ago. I'm now clinging onto a teeny-tiny shred of hope that they've simply 'forgotten' to get back to me today. I wonder how long I have to wait before its perfectly acceptable to pester them with a phone call...
Any thoughts?
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