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10 Things I’ve Learned Working In A Library

10 Things I’ve Learned Working In A Library

This September, I’m once again working in the library at my old secondary school. Imagine that: a whole month of gainful employment, the first job I’ve ever had in my life. It seems somewhat miraculous, despite the sad circumstances of me having this job. The new librarian isn’t due to start until the same week I go back to uni, so I’m filling in the gap. This term is a little different to the brief stint I did in July…

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i am in ur library, shelving all ur books

i am in ur library, shelving all ur books

Today, I started what basically constitutes my first job. Unless you count being a self-published poet, which personally, I don’t. Most jobs don’t take place at 1am and involve nothing but a pen and paper, let’s be real. I’m working in the library of my old school, which I left last year. I think I mentioned briefly in a previous post that the school librarian died a couple of weeks ago. It’s very sad — she was an important part…

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Get Me Out Of My Head

Get Me Out Of My Head

Oh. I should post. This blog is a thing. Suddenly you see why I posted three or four times a week over the summer — not because I had a lot to say, but because I had nothing else to do. Now that I’m embroiled in university, I could have a thousand post ideas and you still wouldn’t actually get to read them. This place is stealing every second of my time. Which means that NaNoWriMo this year is, for…

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Operation ASNaC: Mission Report

Operation ASNaC: Mission Report

Mission: To achieve A*AA in my A-Levels and secure my place at the University of Cambridge studying Anglo-Saxon, Norse and Celtic. Report: Well, I won’t beat about the bush. I did it. I’ve now got some actual legit qualifications under my belt, and in October I’ll be going to Cambridge to study ASNaC. I literally wept when I saw on UCAS that my place had been confirmed, although that might also have been because I only got three and a…

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Distracting Oneself From Impending Doom 101

Distracting Oneself From Impending Doom 101

In a week’s time I’ll know my future. Probably. I mean, unless I really screwed it up and I’m waiting for my unis to make a decision about whether they’ll take me despite missed grades or whatever. But in about seven days I will know where I’ll be spending the next three years. Allow me to freak out for a while. So obviously I’m stressed, and I’ve been trying a few new techniques to distract myself from this impending doom….

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I’m Alive, And I Will Survive!

I’m Alive, And I Will Survive!

I’m pleased to announce that I got through all four performances of Fame! without permanently injuring myself in any way, survived the afterparty without touching a drop of alcohol, and am now recovering from the sheer exhaustion caused by musical theatre. To put this in context, last year I missed the third night of Hairspray because I injured my hands and was in too much pain, so I figure I’ve made progress. It was a weird feeling, that last performance….

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Dance Is My Escape Route

Dance Is My Escape Route

Have you ever been in a show? Particularly a musical, given their extraordinary oddness. You spent weeks and weeks returning until the songs will never leave your head; you ladder every pair of ballet tights you own because those things are not designed for jazz leaps, especially on a splintery wooden stage; and you emerge the other side usually covered in glitter. And then you have opening night. Opening nights are kind of terrifying. There are all sorts of factors…

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Voting For The Emotional Destruction Of Revision

Voting For The Emotional Destruction Of Revision

This week, many things happened. Mostly I use my blog as a soapbox for whatever argument I want to present, or an exploration of something specific, but today I decided, “Nope. I’m going to talk about my life.” So here I am. Though I warn you, it mentions politics. I know, it’s radical. 1. I voted for the first time. I turned eighteen in January, even if I look far younger, and we had two elections on Thursday: the local…

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10 Things I Hate About School

10 Things I Hate About School

Tomorrow, I finish school. (For those who don’t understand our school system, I’m going on what’s called “study leave”. That means I don’t have lessons and don’t have to come into school except to sit my exams, and for extra-curricular rehearsals etc. I’m not technically free of exams until 20th June, and Fame! lasts into July, but I’m free of lessons. So you might see me around, if I’m procrastinating, but you ought to tell me to get back to…

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Novel Assassinations

Novel Assassinations

I’m still alive. Very, very stressed. I’m in the last two weeks of school before exams properly start but, in blatant disregard for the limitations of ordinary calendars, I had a French speaking exam today which might have gone pretty well and might have gone terribly, so I’m taking half an hour out to blog and try and ignore my migraine. Hooray. So all the teachers are setting us multiple essays to hand in the following day (okay, that’s just…

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