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I'm 23. I'm a girl. I live in Brighton. I am happy most of the time.
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» Mistaken Identity
And another one...
A drunk person in a rather sweaty Cardiff nightclub once asked if I was Charlotte Church. Even though this was prior to her chub-phase, I still took offence to this and, in a moment of drunken brilliance, decided to answer his question by throwing my drink over the poor inebriated man.
He must have known then that I was not her -Charlotte Church would never have wasted a drink.
(Fri 1st Jun 2007, 16:04, More)
And another one...
A drunk person in a rather sweaty Cardiff nightclub once asked if I was Charlotte Church. Even though this was prior to her chub-phase, I still took offence to this and, in a moment of drunken brilliance, decided to answer his question by throwing my drink over the poor inebriated man.
He must have known then that I was not her -Charlotte Church would never have wasted a drink.
(Fri 1st Jun 2007, 16:04, More)
» Mistaken Identity
Recently...
Some chavvy kids at Gatwick Airport (probably off to Magaluf or Ibiza) shouted 'LOOK! THERE'S WAYNE ROONEY'S GIRLFRIEND!'. I turned round to see where she was (and possibly befriend her and get her to pay for my duty free) and they were pointing at me.
Oh, the shame.
(Fri 1st Jun 2007, 15:12, More)
Recently...
Some chavvy kids at Gatwick Airport (probably off to Magaluf or Ibiza) shouted 'LOOK! THERE'S WAYNE ROONEY'S GIRLFRIEND!'. I turned round to see where she was (and possibly befriend her and get her to pay for my duty free) and they were pointing at me.
Oh, the shame.
(Fri 1st Jun 2007, 15:12, More)
» Work Experience
It passed the time...
First post, yay that I actually have a story this time.
When I was 15 I was sent on work experience to a big company that made flight simulators and whatnot. They were quite a large local employer, and used to give our school quite a large sum of money each year as some kind of sponsorship deal, so naturally the school wanted to keep them sweet and I was sent along with two other girls as shining examples of the school's best pupils, despite actually specifying that I would like a week in the police force or a zoo.
For the first day, I was sat at a desk in an office full of old men and asked to take apostrophes out of some coding. All day. And the next day. No one talked to me. It was my 16th birthday on the Tuesday, and as you can imagine, I was quite upset. 9-5 data entry was not quite what I had had in mind.
On Wednesday, they completely forgot to pick us up from the station...and so we returned home. I refused to go in the next day and spent the day shopping with my mum instead.
We told the school how rubbish the placement was and they asked the company to make it better on the Friday. To placate us, they asked some of the younger apprentices at the company who were about 19 to show us the flight simulators.
It just so happens that one of the apprentices took a shine to me and we ended up having a brief and largely physical realtionship... Needless to say that, after this, they no longer gave the school any sponsorship money.
(Thu 10th May 2007, 16:59, More)
It passed the time...
First post, yay that I actually have a story this time.
When I was 15 I was sent on work experience to a big company that made flight simulators and whatnot. They were quite a large local employer, and used to give our school quite a large sum of money each year as some kind of sponsorship deal, so naturally the school wanted to keep them sweet and I was sent along with two other girls as shining examples of the school's best pupils, despite actually specifying that I would like a week in the police force or a zoo.
For the first day, I was sat at a desk in an office full of old men and asked to take apostrophes out of some coding. All day. And the next day. No one talked to me. It was my 16th birthday on the Tuesday, and as you can imagine, I was quite upset. 9-5 data entry was not quite what I had had in mind.
On Wednesday, they completely forgot to pick us up from the station...and so we returned home. I refused to go in the next day and spent the day shopping with my mum instead.
We told the school how rubbish the placement was and they asked the company to make it better on the Friday. To placate us, they asked some of the younger apprentices at the company who were about 19 to show us the flight simulators.
It just so happens that one of the apprentices took a shine to me and we ended up having a brief and largely physical realtionship... Needless to say that, after this, they no longer gave the school any sponsorship money.
(Thu 10th May 2007, 16:59, More)