Since my last entry I have completed my university course and graduated with one of the most pitiful degree classifications ever known. I'm yet to meet someone who received a worse mark which I guess goes to show what a sad, underachieving piece of pond life I really am.
OBUFC Moron Society on the road |
Until about a week ago I held a position as a cashier at a bookies, a sensational job for a man as bone-idle and lazy as I am, but for some bizarre reason I resigned to try and find graduate employment. However, by some miracle I am in the process of gaining full time employment and with any luck I will be living the dream in the next week or so. This will be greatly valued, in part due to the fact that it will make it a hell of a lot easier to meet women. Over the course of my four years at university I alienated myself from almost every female that I crossed paths with because of my hideous appearance, cowardice, bizarre ramblings and borderline gambling, smoking and alcohol addictions. True misery.
I think the Nescafe was trying to tell me something |
As always, I will briefly, and I emphasise briefly, talk about my quest for love which as usual is going absolutely no where. If anything things are as desolate as ever, and I have divulged in conversation with just one woman in a social environment in about a month. This just goes to show how many beans short of a salad I am, and the lack of women who want to talk to me. You don't need to comment telling me how pathetic this is.
Now the time has come to change what I am and possibly develop a new life for myself, the likelihood of this? Time will tell, but as a gambling man, if I had to put odds on it, I'd go with 100,000-1. Wow.
Well, I guess that's all for now. If you're ever feeling low, always remember reading this and I am sure it will immediately make you feel better.