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I will turn your face to alabaster
On 2003-05-18 at 2:54 a.m.... Aristotle wrote that 'where your talents meet the needs of the world, there lies your vocation'. He also wrote 'my name is incredibly satisfying to say out loud', but this may or may not be beside the point. Either way, graduation looms, and I'm feeling unfeasibly unemployable. More so, it seems, than the majority of my friends who are variously engineering Formula 1, working in genetics labs, being marketing gurus and/or studying in foreign countries on full scholarships. I could go on, but I'd have to start crying. I haven't even got a gameplan, aside from 'go to these interviews'. Fucking BA(Hons). At least I'm watching Donnie Darko, which can only ever be construed as a good thing. Also, I met someone today who is in that rare category of being beautiful enough to make my brain go soft. I can only ever remember this happening a couple of times, and it's always nice. However, because things at the moment mostly resemble either the futuristic landscape in T2 (skulls, ruins, bitterness, lasers, apathy) or an Eastenders storyline (lesbians, infidelity, pathos) I'll have to resign myself to admiring from afar. And, provided I remember to actually sit my finals this week, I will be bought dinner at Malmaison. Clarse.
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