I'd really rather like a job.

Auditions, auditions everywhere. But not a job in sight.

Why did I decide to talk a Literature/History degree. Someone please explain my logic.

I want to act, I like to act. I like directing, writing, designing. I don't like watching other people have the fun while I write about Charles bloody Dickens's use of onomatopoeia.

I just stumbled upon a film I was in a few months ago that I'd practically forgotten about and now I wish I was treading the boards rather than treading on the verge of what's acceptable in terms of university attendance.

I'd really rather like some advice on where to go and what to do and where there's some acting jobs for me. Really, really rather.

See, I can even smoke without dying. That has to be worth a job...

(just for disclaimer purposes, I don't smoke. Hence why I'm proud of the fact I could look cool with a cigarette for five minutes of my pointless existence).

And another thing...

Standing in Sainsbury's supermarket I noticed the front page of the Southend Echo newspaper. The headline? 'Wife trapped in fire'. This irritated me beyond the normal realms of irritation at a local newspaper. Sounds perfectly normal, however, reading the article I started to think. Why is the woman's identity only established as the husband's partner. Were she a single woman, the headline wouldn't have been 'Single woman trapped in fire'. Why is our society still thus that the woman is only identified by her relationship to a man.

I'm far from an ardent bra burner (I'm a wimp - can't handle the backache) but in the past year or so, the position women are set up for in society has become so mind-numbingly blatant that I've turned into one of those women I hate who moan about the objectification and subordination we encounter.

I don't think a woman is treated differently if she does a job well - I hate all these court cases of 'traumatised' women because the boss slapped her arse. Get over it. Your body's a valuable tool - if you've got brains, use it as part of your intellect. However, it's obvious women are set up for a certain existence - those that fight against it are no longer subjected to the prejudice the suffragettes were, however society is set up in such a way that very few women do fight against the 'norm'. I've been called all manner of names for being one of the few that isn't overjoyed at the prospect of marriage and maternity. I'd rather have a good job and do well than fulfil myself through who my husband is. We need women to have children or else the human race would filter away until monkey's were the ones ruling the earth (though I'm pretty sure looking at some specimens of the human race, this has already happened). However, there's so many intelligent girls who never use their extensive knowledge because society tells them that a good mother stays at home and cooks for her breadwinning husband.


Oh dear, this has really turned into an explosion of thoughts with absolutely zilcho point or coherency. Basically, I've not a maternal bone in my body at the moment and hate feeling isolated in that!