Gap year SUCCESS? Interviews and journeys to Star Wars!

Hey what's happenin'?
I'm updating! Can you believe it? I can't. Onto more important things! For the third time, I've completely flopped NaNoWrimo. I've written about the number of words I should have written by now, but... Well, it's all over the place. Bits and bobs of about five different projects, in fact. I have a really short attention span.
Speaking of short attention spans, I applied for a ton of jobs a couple of days ago in a frantic dash of 'omg if I don't get one my mum's never going to speak to me again waaa', and I've heard back from two already! Hooray!
One of them (Next) no longer had the position going- apparently a website error on their part - so they were like 'we'll keep your details and phone you back as soon as something comes up'. Little do they know that it may be TOO LATE - As John Lewis jumped the gun and invited me to an interview this Friday!
Bwahaha. Apparently John Lewis is a great place to work, and pays loadsamoney! (BONUS) The only bad thing is that it's supposed to run for TWO AND A HALF HOURS - which seems really REALLY extortionate, but hey. I'll give it a go because a job there would be awesome.
So while that's at two in the afternoon, (ending at roughly half four, I suppose), my coach leaves at seven that evening. 'Coach for what?' you may be asking yourselves, 'what have you gotten yourself into now?'. Well, comprehensive stranger, that's simple.
Or not.
The STAR WARS AUDITIONS. Oh yes, yes, I have gone a little insane. But hear me out, okay?
I've always wanted to do acting, a bit - it's always intrigued me. When I write fiction, I always have to turn into the characters to write their parts - so I've always wondered if I could pull it off on tape. So I began looking to see what someone of my age (with no experience to speak of whatsoever) could do; namely, open castings.
And then... Star Wars are holding open castings?!
I looked at the character profiles, not really expecting to be taken at all by what they were- or not be able to relate to them in any way whatsoever (thus it be a terrible choice of first character to play), but I was wrong. Very wrong. And now I'm sad.
She's supposed to have lost her parents - whether they're dead or alive is up in the air - and she grew up in a rough city (I did too!). She's 17 - 18 years old (I'm 18!) and slim (I'm slim!), athletic (urm...) and beautiful (uh oh.). She sees the bright side of light and always hopes for a better future, and uses humour and blind courage to get through hard times (I do that!). You can see where I'm coming from now, right?
There are noticeable differences - namely in the way that I have my family - but she's not so different that relation, thus accurate expression of her character, would be impossible to me (a very new potential actress)! I feel like I could pull it off... I only hope that I get the chance to!

So I bought my coach pass to Manchester - it should get there on the Friday evening - and I'll camp outside the venue until it opens. (I'm not missing a chance to play a really awesome character like this!) The fact that it is Star Wars is both fortunate and unfortunate - I LOVE Star Wars (Particularly Harrison Ford), but I know that competition is going to be fierce, and I don't want to be overlooked. I have a lot to offer, and I feel like I'm competing with the world! (Which of course, I am!)
I also took my headshot for the casting thingy ma-bob. What do you think? Future Star Wars actress in the maker or horrible wannabe more suited to working in John Lewis?

Let me know what you think! Is it obvious that I'm terrified? I'm terrified!

BEING A DROP OUT and other fun stuff!

Hey guys, what's shakin'.
So I haven't posted here for a while. For SOME REASON my activity on this blog is still pretty high? (What's that about?) So I figured I'd come back and update you on THE PERILOUS WOES OF KAT.
(In case you were wondering, that's me!)

I'll have you know that I'm still as fabulous as ever.

So I disappeared because I actually found that I had stuff to do, not just any 'stuff', but worky stuff. Boring stuff. Stuff that really, no-one should ever want to do because it drains the soul and mind away from sanity and into the deep dark pit of depression.
That's right folks. A-Levels.

As you know (or don't know- I can't remember how much I actually wrote before I abandoned ship!), I flunked my AS'. Pretty badly. Then I was hell-bent on going to university to study Chemistry, so I had to work DAMN HARD to get there!
I came out with BCD. I was supposed to get BBB. THEY STILL LET ME IN.
And then, two weeks into the course (on the 14th of October, if we're being exact), I handed in my 'let me leave plz' form.

Yeah, I know, Matt. Just let me explain.

SO WHAT HAPPENED? Well, I realised that in actual fact, I'd been following my head instead of my heart. My logical side said 'TAKE CHEMISTRY, YOU CAN GO ANYWHERE', but my brain was saying 'NO THIS IS SO BORING YOU WILL DIE'.

Turns out, that when you're choosing your degree, you should follow your damned heart.

FUCK the people who say 'follow your head' or 'choosing something with jobs at the end of it' because I tried that, and it SUCKED. So yeah, I'm reapplying next year to go and do Business and Creative Writing, or something like that, because that's what I'm good at and that's what I like.
Sue me.

My grandparents hate it - they're being all 'typical daily mail' about it, which obviously makes me look forward to Christmas (:-) :-) :-)) ten times more, but hey.

So right, yeah. For now, I'm sort of trying to get a job (and by sort of, I mean 'I don't really really want one because at the moment I'm a little bit of an anxious wreck and would rather stay at home and write fiction all day every day'), and thinking about trying Camp America. (Cause that could be fun!) 

Working at Build-A-Bear taught me how cool (and sometimes bratty) kids can be, so it'd be fun to work with them and travel and do cool things all at the same time! Plus, staying in youth-crime central for another full year will drive me utterly mental.

I also have to actually sort out my UCAS, and Student Finance, all over again. Which sucks. Big styley. Hopefully this will be the last time that I have to do it, because it really is a horrible process.

Particularly the personal statement, which, by the way, I have to do all over again.

:I

Uni life was... Interesting though. It was pretty weird cause I actually went to uni with my best friend, so I didn't feel the need to make very many other new friends. When I go next year though... It'll be a totally different story. We'll see how that goes when the time comes, eh?

OKAY COOL I'M GONNA GO AND LEAVE NOW! I've got NaNoWrimo stuff to write (why did I agree to this) and more emails to send about UCAS and my future in general. 

Listen darl', water your heart, and let it grow

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Hello strangers.
I know, I know. You've probably forgotten about me! The crazy loon you still follow for one reason or another... I'm still not sure entirely why, but hey!

HEY!

I'm sort of back. No promises though, I've been pretty bad at keeping those 'I'LL WRITE MORE' statements, so lets go with the flow!

What you've missed:
- I abandoned my ideas for going to America for University. SAT revision + A-Level revision got tough, and I didn't even bother going to the SAT exams. Yeah. That failed!
- I applied to five universities in the UK to study Chemistry and have had offers from all five. Successkid.
- I took more exams in January - Six to be exact. I'm getting those results next Thursday.
- The next Readathon is on March 15th-16th, so preparation has begun for that.
- My best friend's girlfriend is being a total bitch, so much so that I don't hang out with him half as much as I used to. Sadface.
- I turn eighteen in less than two weeks. THAT'S RAD.
- My sister decided to take another gap year next academic year. That means I'm going to be the first of my siblings to go to uni. Gulp.
- I dressed up as the Joker. It looked like this:

I'm doing it again on Thursday next week (HA, results day, why so srs), for World Book Day (Or should I say, World Comic Book Day.)

- I started writing a book.

And that's what you missed, on GLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Just kidding, Glee sucks.

SO YEAH! Results day next Thursday! ...Wee. Honestly, I'm bricking it. I know I need to do well, otherwise I'm well and truly screwed for June. I'm already taking four exams; having another six (if worst came to worst and I resat them all) is totally totally suckish. I can do it, I just have to buckle down and work hard. But it's effort.

A lot of effort.

I'm so ready to go to University now. Every small thing that annoys me is just beginning to annoy me tenfold, and I'm not sure for how much longer I can take it. I'm ready to move on, go out more, and I think to top it all off- if the right guy asked? I'd probably date.

I'll update again, if zombies don't kill us!

New computer, SATs, and 'best friends'.

I think I could turn my life into a RomCom.

I kid with you not, my life is turning more and more into a film as we speak. What with the countless number of people who have asked me out, one of my best friends who is treating me more like a 'crush' than a platonic friend, and all of the stressful situations that arise on the horizon.
Yikes.
Honestly, I don't know what to think any more. I used to think that all of these people were ridiculous to like me as more than a friend - because honestly... What's to love? I'm a nerd, I don't go out very much, and I'm a bit of a loser. I'm not exactly ZOMG GORGEOUS either.
So, I really don't know.
There must be some kind of endearing quality about me, as someone recently professed their love to me via. Facebook, another by Facebook chat, another by a messaging service, and another through face-to-face. That's in the last month. I also know that ANOTHER guy has a habit of getting drunk and spewing random nonsense about me being fantastic to people who don't want to hear it.
Then I had all the stress about getting a job (which I no longer have, success!), monetary costing of the United States and whether going is or is not a possibility, this whole 'guy situation', school and grades needing improvement and blah blah blah blah blah.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Regardless of all of my 'problems', life is pretty good, though. I have a nice group of friends, my SAT revision isn't terrible, and I have a job! Oh, and a new beast computer. :D

OH NO THIS IS A NEW COMPUTER AND I HAVE NOT GOT MY FOLDER OF GIFS D:

'We'd like to take you on.' I'M EMPLOYED

Hollister  FAILED
Republic  FAILED
Build-a-bear Workshop SUCCESS

Ah, so today I finally got the phone-call I had been hoping, praying, wishing and dreaming for. I had finally got a job.
And it's one at BUILD-A-BEAR. How cool is that?
I mean, working in a toy-store. I've always thought that would be awesome; and working in one as truly amazing as build-a-bear? Wow. Honestly? Thought I'd messed it up.

Apparently not!

So they called today and told me that they'd like to 'take me on', and I was all 'IAJSDFUSEURGSIJDRF THANK YOU!!!!!!!11111111!!!'
Playing it cool, Kat. Playing it cool.

They're going to phone me next week after they've figured out when people are going to start and stuff so that I know when I'm going to start and then I can do the training and be on an official payroll and be all official employee and stuff so weeeeeeee!

It's also obviously a HUGE relief to know that I can start earning some money of my own - I can actually have some spending money for uni, guys! And I'll have some work experience, so that'll make getting a job at uni far easier itself!

I've got a lot more to write, about friends and whatnot, but it's already 11:41pm and I am poopered.
Will write again tomorrow, so goodbye for today, internet guys!

Third time lucky? Also, AS RESULTS GYAHHH

Let's test the theory.

So tomorrow I have yet another job interview! Yes folks, but this one's at Build-a-bear. I feel like soon I will have seen the storage rooms of many of the shops in town. Never mind, eh?
I hope I get this one, but I guess that goes without saying. I'm just going to have to be really enthusiastic; emphasise my work with young children (as the student support rep, a fundraiser, an inclusion rep, participating in organising enrichment, eg.) and hope that it pays off.
Sigh.
I can only wish and eventually I'll get lucky.
Here's a message to all of you people who are looking for jobs. KEEP TRYING. Interviews do keep coming up, you just have to look like everywhere for them.
Eventually, EVENTUALLY, you strike gold.

"I'll grow wings and I'll fly."

On the 16th of August (YESTERDAY), I got my AS results. Surprisingly they were better than I thought they would be!
I got an A in Business Studies (Like a baws), a C in English Literature and two D's in Biology and Chemistry. Obviously I'm resitting all but Business, because I know I can do better - but they're definitely NOT U's!
ROCKING ON!

I knew from the very outset that I could have tried harder. If I'm honest, the A in business was a shock. But I also know that I'm perfectly willing to try harder from now on. It should be better - this time next year, hopefully you'll be hearing about an AAAA. Or an AAAB. Or something similarly high and awesome. Like me.

Not that I'm high. Woops. Really, I'm not.

On a completely different topic, I have a fantastic idea for a book on Wattpad. Normally, my projects expand and become too large to complete- so I am to keep this as more of a Novella; which has the prospect of having a sequel or two. It's going to be based on a series of manga books; character names and some events changed.
It's going to be fluffy. Romantic. Not that I'm romantic. The stuff people like to read on Wattpad! Could be super sweet.

WISH ME LUCK FOR TOMORROW GUYS I NEED IT SO MUCH AND SIFUHDGRUJFHGB :-)

Job Interview #2

Annnnnnnd action.

So last year I told you allll about my failed interview at Hollister. Boo. BUT, good news is that I have an interview at Republic tomorrow!

One of my god knows how many was actually successful on the first working day after I submitted it.

Now, due to form, I'm obviously PETRIFIED.
Ah well, I'm going to go and do my 'homework' for my piano lessons that I should have already done ages ago.
Because that's so like me.