I am almost sure I am been stalked. I distinctly remember waking up yesterday morning, looking out of the window and seeing a black cat staring up at me with glazed eyes. I didnt think much about it but again this morning, I know I wasnt imagining it. I went into the bathroom, looked out of the window, and there it was looking up towards the bathroom - No doubt getting off seeing me in the shower!

Im not sure whether or not to report this to the police. Any ideas guys?

Do u know, I keep trying to update but my entries are getting so few and far between that I have too much, or too little to say! Several times Im trying to type what is going on but I cant put pen to paper! Basically:-

A.) It was Andys birthday on 20th August. He got spoilt rotten and I have bought him a TomTom Go 730 among other things which he has been playing with non stop!

B.) We went Gullivers Kingdom with Dame Kazduck, Beverley Anne and Jaya. We had a ball.. The last time I went there I remember it been a lot bigger though. Maybe it was something to do with me been 5 years old at the time! Talk about hilly though. It was all built on the side of a mountain and you have to push baby buggies at a 90 degree angles! Ah well, at least we burnt off the picnic we took with us!

C.) I found out this morning that the house where my mum has her belongings in storage has been broken into and alot of her stuff has been taken. The stuff that is valuable, we can replace. It is the things that are sentimental that has upset us more than anything. There was a silver locket with a photo of my gran and a lock of her hair in there. It will be worth nothing at all to anyone else but meant the world to my mum. What shocks me is how fuckin cheeky the robbing bastards were. They even used a suitcase she had there to put the stuff that they stole in and if it wasnt enough that the house they robbed was empty 99.999% of the time anyway, they still thought that they couldnt rob the place without throwing her worldly belongings that wouldnt fetch 50p or more up the walls, making a complete pig sty of the place. I just have fingers firmly crossed that they sell all of her stuff and buy a whole lot of drugs with the money and overdose and die a very painful and very lonely death. Its a damn good job Im not a christian and dont believe in forgiveness and all that stuff cos I would certainly fall at the first hurdle! And if I were a judge in a court ... "THE ROBBING BASTARDS... OFF WITH THEIR HEAD!!"   Ah well, what goes around comes around. Twattos.

D.) My daddies wedding is fast approaching and I have the stag night coming up on 19th September. We are off to Blackpool and I want to go to a titty bar! I need to start buying some bits towards it to make my mark. Im thinking a pink feather bower and a blow up sheep!! ;-)

Thats all folks! Gonna start a diet on Monday.. The wii fit keeps telling me im fat.. Fucking thing will go through the window if it continues! xx

Before I begin, I know Im getting rather shockingly shite at this whole blogging business but I simply dont have the time to blog as much as I used to. Hopefully when I get my heels kicked in with this sales job, things will be a little easier. But lets be honest, I never really said anything of too much interest did I!? ;-)

Im in Belgium for the second course for the job that I am doing. I am sitting here ready to go into my second roleplay, where I have got to sell a solution to a customer while been observed by 2 people and been filmed with a video camera.. Now that will be car crash TV!!

Ive managed to actually surprise myself over how much Ive learnt on this course. I came with a very negative attitude as I have always believed that roleplays can come across as very false and all you need to succeed in them is to be a great actor! However, the way in which this course has been set up is the best course I have ever been on. Although we are been observed, recorded etc, it is a very real situation and the video is never watched unless u wish to show someone. My negative thoughts when I arrived on this course was that I was going to bin it as soon as I got home. However, I think its going to be a lovely little keepsake to show the grandkids!

On the last course, I was the only english person. Everyone else was european.. danish, swedish, polish, finnish, etc but on this I have met a couple of english people. The first is a Scottish girl named Candice and the second is a geordie named Lisa. On the nights out we have had such a laugh. People constantly take the pee out of us because we are from the UK and drink tea and lose football/eurovision so we developed a little insult of our own..

"you bunch of eastern european, Belgian chocolate eating, eurovision cheating fuckers!"

The way in which the scotch girl said "fucker" literally made me double up with laughter.. She is really one of the funniest people I have met. She has such a similar sense of humour to me!

I realise this isnt interesting to most people but I literally got into bed last night chuckling away to myself and its a memory that I know I will look back on and smile! . I think it was the "eurovision cheating fuckers" that tickled me!

So yeah, have ended up having a much better time than on the last course here. But Im going to be glad to start actually doing my job from Monday!

If anyone reads this anymore, I hope you are all doing well and I hope to catch up with all the blogs soon enough!

xxxxx

I write to you on day 3 of a 6 day course in Belgium. So far so good. I cant wait to get back into the UK to see everyone though! I have managed to make a few friends while Ive been here so hopefully will not be as awkward the next time we come along for the second course! Noone knew until last night that I was gay except for my Irish colleague Louise. I had to tell her to out me to all the Belgium, polish, Finnish and swedish people in the end because I was getting a bit sick of them asking for my input on whether I was a tit or leg man. It was strange to not have to worry about getting a flight here. While in St Pancras and waiting for the Eurostar, I was getting the same kind of feeling as when I go on a flight. I had to keep reminding myself that I was not getting on an aeroplane.

Oh, and I have a claim to fame. In St Pancras, Tony Blair was pushed past us in his entourage in a magical glass lift that took him away from all the common folk and onto the train. He looked a lot thinner than I remember him doing on telly!

I know I dont update very often anymore and I am going to make a conscious effort when I get back to write more!!

Hope every1 is well!
xx

 The photos say it all... Absolutely gorgeous little girl!  :-D   xx

1.) Oh Jesus, on my last day you would think the phone would do me the courtesy of NOT ringing for a while!

2.) Aww, my team leader bought me a bottle of champagne and told me I was the backbone of the team... I am, arent I...

3.) Do I realise that my company delivered your parcel late mr customer? Yes.. I do mr customer.. Now, ask me if I care..

4.) How DARE you speak to me like that on my last day.. Dont you know who I am?!?!

5.) Oh.. Ive been made to stand on a desk in front of everyone while they give me my card and vouchers.. Zavvi.. whats zavvi... Is it some kind of old man shop? FEAR NOT... Its apparantly the new Virgin megastore...

6.) What shall I buy with my voucher... Maybe a new game for the wii.. Hmmm..

7.) I promised myself I wouldnt get pissed tonight but im starting to get in the mood for a little bit of a drinky poo...

8.) Note to self Adrian.. For your own mental sanity, Dont ever go into customer service again. Your a lucky lad to have got a promotion in the company so quickly. Make the most of it... Onwards and upwards boy!

9.) Oh god.. I hope my sister does not give birth while I am pissed up in a heap tonight or tomorrow morning.. May text her and tell her to pop a cork in it or somethin..

Me and Andy went to Stoke at the weekend. Bev is now painfully pregnant.. (As I like to call it!) We are hoping that she decides to give birth sometime before June 25th when she is due, otherwise she will topple over every time she stands up! I am quite looking forward to it now though!

Me and Andy went to view a couple of places last night. We have worked out to rent a half decent property, and for all bills in that half decent property it is going to cost us in excess of £850.00. This is money that at the moment, we just have not got.

Ive been getting angry at the UK in general over the last few weeks, to the point where if I think about it now, it gives me rage on a stick. It seems that we are living in a country that unless you are over 65, are parents that have popped out kids so u dont have to work cos u can claim a wage back in benefits, are an immigrant, or have a "disability" (walk around with a stick for one day a year when u have to visit the health assesor), u get penalised by the government within an inch of your life. Everything from petrol to fucking poll tax! The regular people who go to work and work damned hard all day get bollocks back. We were looking on a housing association website for Coventry and the only half decent properties were for people over 60 or for families. It seems the only place we would qualify for would be a top floor one bedroomed flat in a place full of drug dealers, robbing bastards and general scabs and even then we would have to wait an age to get it!

There we go anyway.. just few thoughts for you.. Not that im bitter... oh, and dont even start me on the bastard that has been granted bail over deportation and is getting 24 hour surveliance...what a fucking shame for him... Wonder how much thats costing us.. Whats he have to do before they deport the fucker? blow up big ben!? xx

Take 1 Adie...

Bake in the sun for 4 hours...

Take indoors and wrap in blanket for 3 hours...

Shake him awake and lead him to a mirror..(any mirror will do)

Stand back and watch him scream...

xxx

THE MOST EXCITING THING TO REPORT  TODAY:-

Yep, its been another shockingly shite day! Beam me up Scotty!! xx

After having lots and lots of money troubles a few years ago, my bank were made aware of the travesty and replaced my "switch" card with a "solo" card and any cheque that I wrote out was worth no more than the paper it was signed on. This was about 3 years ago.

Out of the blue, I received a letter at my old housemates address asking me to pick up a package. As not many companies/people knew that I ever lived there, I immediately thought the worst and checked with work that I had no sneaky disciplinaries pending (cos you never know!) I then worried that it may be the big bad ex landlord with a solictors letter. However, when I came to collect the package, it was a shiny maestro card with my name on it.

I am at an age now where I know that I would never get in debt (apart from a mortgage if I can ever get one!) again. I had to learn the lesson the hard way but in the end I think it has done me some good. I now manage to save a little each month towards me and andy getting our own place and I dont want a credit card, whether I qualify for one or not.

I am just glad I can hand over my shiny new maestro card when buying things as I always felt a bit like a naughty boy when I paid for something before! Oh and I have a £100.00 cheque guarantee on there... Wont be using that either! xx

I had a nice little Hong Kongarian named Brian sitting in with me at work today. He is on some sort of work placement in the UK for 5 weeks and has chosen my company as the place he would like to be trained. The only problem with the chap was that he seemed to have no concept of time.

Adie:- "ok Brian, im gonna pop the toilet so have 5 minutes if you wanna grab a drink or go to the loo or somethin?"

Brian:- "ok, thank you."

*half an hour later he comes back*

Adie:- "ok mr time for your break now.. pop back to me in 15 minutes..."

Thats the last time I saw him. Well over 2 hours ago. Maybe he has got lost... If anyone see's a little hong kongarian looking a lil lost, send him back to Adie will you... I dunno, Well and truly, abandoned!

Oooh, saw an ad for a job I want today too outside of my company.. .Do I have the cheek to apply when I havent even started my new job?! LOL
xxxxx

• That my family lived nearer to me.
• That house prices would come down.. alot!
• That petrol prices were not such a joke (and that our government were not such a bunch of fucking clowns!)
• That my balding would hurry up and conclude instead of leaving me with a mini rug over my hands each morning and fearing alapeasha setting in.
• That I could have a lie in every day
• That I could eat and not put on weight
• That I had never been stung in love or money.
• That I could get anywhere in the world via train in the same amount of time as it takes to fly.
• Oh yeah.. and for world peace.

Im a wee bit cheesed off this morning. Feel absolutely knackered. At least its not Monday morning blues!

Work have agreed to let me go to Brussels via Eurostar which Im rather grateful for! The thought of stepping on another aeroplane fills me with dread.

I swapped shifts this week because Andy told me his shifts were swapping back and he could no longer do flexi time. Ive changed from 07.30am start to 08.30am and then 08.45am for the next two weeks. It does appear though, that this is completely pointless as I ended up in work for 07.30am anyway cos apparantly he needs an hour to get to work from my work. I think this is so he can sit and read the paper, eat his breakfast and have a general fuck-a-bout before his shift starts. He is deeply offended and shouts lots when I make this suggestion!

Anyway, best get on with some work! xx

What the FUCK is this!? No Ireland. NO!!!!

Ill never feel guilty about eating turkey again!

Im thinking of closing my blog down for the time being. I had a nice photo of me and Jaya to post but I cant do that unless I mess about with webshots. I do like webshots but when am at work it wont let me post photos from there and I rarely go online at home anymore as too busy eating, walking and playing on the Wii. If only blog.co.uk would lift the bloody 1GB limit id upgrade my account!

Aside from that, I really dont have anything interesting to talk about anymore. There is only so much of my "I ate an apple today" and "Im ever so sick of work" that people are going to take before it is just dull and lifeless anyway..

Im going to have a think about it anyhow.. Will post when I feel I have something more interesting to say!

Adie xxx

I have made friends with a woman at work. She helped me out with the sales interview and although she comes across as unapproachable in person, I have been chatting to her loads over the last few weeks and we get on swimmingly! I have got a few friends at work anyway but I just usually chat in general with them because we dont get chance to even pick our noses. However, this one I have been instant messaging and I think she just about knows my life story!

I think we are going to end up been mates and she has said that when she goes out, I can go out with them.

I know its sad but Im quite excited. Im only human and now that I dont get on the internet anymore, I get quite lonely at times!

Hoorah! xxx

I dont want to come across as a drama queen.... but I think im dying.

for the past few weeks, ive been having stomach pains at various intervals throughout the day. Ive tried winding myself, laxatativing myself, and even just sitting on the toilet and trying to give myself the ole' "heave hoooo.." But nothing is making me feel better.. You know when u can feel that somethin is wrong? you know when u know?

For any intelligent people/doctors who may be reading this, the pain is just under what I think is the top of my ribcage on the left hand side. What is this illness? Answers on a comment please!

Im riddled... RIDDLED I TELL THEE!!!
xxx

Ok, I have had the pleasure of getting the job.. Now its time for the pain...

Ive got to FLY to Brussels for my training (I HATE flying..)
On TWO seperate occasions... (away from the world and probably missing my neices birth!)

for SIX days each time... (my betrothed is going to forget what I look like!)

Doing FUCKING ROLE PLAYS!!!!!! (Ill be honest, we aint talking whip in hand.. we are talking "hello mr customer.. may I ask as to why u dont want our product and service.. please please please thank you?)

Ah well... Ive requested the Eurostar...and if thats not possible, andy has requested some self help DVD's and books for me. Plus, Im the only english person whos going to be training.. I have an advantage.. I speak the language fluently... ish... xx

As anyone who has known me in my personal life or through my blog over the last month or so will know, I had a job interview on Thursday afternoon. The preperation involved me creating a presentation to deliver to the sales manager and head of recruitment entitled - "Steps I will take to ensure that I am a top performer in the xxxxx sales team." Having never delivered a presentation in my life, It is safe to say that even with what felt like endless practising, feeling like a nonce talking to wardrobes and even trying to see if I could nail it after a couple of lagers, I felt as if anything could have happened in the interview. It was a case of either balls'ing it up big time, or absolutely getting it spot on. Fight of flee?

And I did better than I ever thought possible...

I stood there, absolutely dripping with sweat from my titties to my toes, and I did better than in any of my practise sessions, said everything and more than I had thought of saying beforehand, and even managed to put a little bit of my personality and humour into it.

The one area that I feel I may have let myself down were in the interview questions. I had prepared and panicked so much about the presentation part of the job, that when it came to the questions and the competency part of the interview, I was completely unprepared. I just tried to ensure that my enthusiasm came across.

After the interview, my beloved (who may i add over the last few weeks has been as patient as a saint) picked me up and drove me to my nearest service station to whip my kegs off and shove my shorts on. It was at this point that I lost the pen drive that my presentation was on which means that it is possibly gone forever!

When arriving into Blackpool, we had a call from the sales manager...

"Hellooooo... " I said.
"Hi, Is that Adrian?" The sales manager said.
"It certainly is! Is that Dave?" I asked *thinking* of course its Dave you pleb head.. what other calls were u expecting from Coventry regarding job applications today!?!*
"It is. So Adrian, I was just wondering how you thought the interview went today?" He asked.
"Well, I thought that the presentation went really well but I felt I maybe I could have answered the questions in the interview part a little better." I said. *thinkin* actually at this point it would be a little bit cruel if you were to tell me that I did shockingly shit and didnt get the job.. how rude would that be?"*
"Adrian, I thought you did brilliantly in both the presentation and in the interview. Your drive and enthusiasm shines through and I would be absolutely delighted to offer you the position!" He said..
"Oh.. OH! Oh well thats just brilliant.. Well, I didnt expect this... thank you soooooo sooooo much..." *thinking* Ive done it.. Ive bloody bloomin done it. I look at Andy next to me and he looks as though all of his christmasses have come at once. At this point I feel a surge of love in my heart for him.

*we chat for a bit longer and then Dave leaves me and tells me to pop in and see him on Monday. I start the job on June 16th*

I was unable to tell anyone about the job for the first hour as the people who didnt get the job were been informed. For the first time in going for a job, I was 99% convinced that I was not going to be successful. Having never been unsuccessful in getting a job, I was unsure on how the rejection would feel. The main reason for this was because there was another girl that had gone for the role who came out and thought she had reason to believe that she was going to be successful.

But yes, I got it. And for the whole of our Blackpool break, I have been walking on air.  The weather reflected the mood and we are both sporting a bit of colour on the cheeks! (and me, a big boil on the end of my nose-yeah, thanks for that one..)

I am so proud of myself and so grateful to Andy for been so supportive and patient with me... God knows, it takes a saint to put up with me at times!

So Blackpool was great, I am great and I spoke to Meera who is a friend who also went for the interview and although she was upset, she has remained positive and said that if she wanted anyone else to get it, it would have been me.

The downside to getting the job was that I had made a promise that if I did so, I would go on the "big one" at Blackpool. How could I refuse after getting the role?! I simply did what any adult, mature professional would do... I screamed my bitches off the whole way around!!! Ha!!

xxxx

• Sweaty Palms.
• The feeling of a migraine coming on..
• The need to keep running the toilet every half an hour.
• No appetite (May also come under the title of "Miracle.")
• Sales Presentation recited to wardrobe doors 200+ times
• 400+ Strops thrown because I cant find an item of clothing/jewellery/stationery for my interview.

And 1 big fat argument had with the boyfriend. If he slams the door once more, ill slam his fucking face.

 As I said, Im a man on the edge. When this interview is over, we are going straight to Blackpool for a few days so I can chill out. Ill probably owe Andy a few apologies by then as well!
xxx

I rang one of my very best friends in the world last night, Broad. I have known her for a fair few years and Im sure if you read back you will read back on some of the great adventures we have had. She insisted on ringing me and asking what had gone on with all the house etc.

I told her the whole story about the apartment and where I was living now... I told her I was in Stoke this weekend as I had next week off work. I told her about my interview at work on Thursday. She made listening noises and said "oh my god" every now and again for good measure to show she was listening..

"So, when am I coming down to see the new pad?" she says to me at the end of the conversation..
"Broad, have u not listened to a word Ive said?" I replied..
"Er.. Yeah.. Yeah.. course I have.." She says..
"Im not living there any more.." I says..
"Your not?! Oh my God?! Why?!" she replies..
"Im not going through this again Broad..." I says...
"But where are u living now if you are not there?!" she asks innocently..
"AT ANDREWS MUM AND DADS HOUSE AS IVE MENTIONED SEVERAL TIMES DURING THIS PHONE CALL!" I shouted...

The conversation ended shortly after... I would have text her a little later on in the night had I not received the following text from her:-
"So babe.. when u in stoke again?"

Grrr.. Wait till she has man trouble again... Ill put the phone on the side while I have a shower!! xxxx

Last night me and Andy watched Pretty Woman. I have decided that this has got to be one of my all time favourite films. No matter how many times I watch it, I always really enjoy it... I tried to eat healthy last night by having salmon and potatoes. unfortunately this went tits up as me and andy devoured half of what was left of the posh easter egg I got him.

I have my job interview next week on Thursday at 12:45pm. Im going to give it my best shot. If I dont get the job, Im going to start really getting my arse into gear and looking for something else. If the truth is known, I would really quite like the job now. Whether or not they want me though, remains unknown...

Work has been better today. A little quieter than the last few days. Still predictable customers though. You tend to know the breed on the other end of the phone and know that some people will just argue you for the sake of arguing where as others dont care what u say and will still say "thats great, youve been great.. thank you so much.. goodbye." (after you have told them that their parcel has been lost in the middle of the bermuda triangle because the plane was attacked by a oversized carrier pigeon etc etc)

Im in a good mood today and for the first time in ages, Im going to try and take it home with me and shower my Andy with some Adie lovin'!! xxxx

So, Andys parents have been really good and taken us both back into their home. And things are great there. Work have been brilliant and are trying to give me as early shifts as possible so that I dont have to trek an hour and a half on a bus to get to work. And money wise, apart from maybe been taken to court for £1575.00, I should be better off than ever. But this is not the case unfortunately. Every day, I am waking up with a headache and keep finding myself feeling really really unhappy about the general direction in which my life seems to be headed. Things have also been strained between me and Andy since all the shit last week, with moving in together and then moving out together etc.

I am getting so sidetracked with everything that I am not paying any attention at work and am having to ask customers to repeat themselves 20 times... At this rate Ill be lucky to have the job im in, let alone get the promotion thats going.

I need to get a grip. Theres just a constant big lump in my stomach that I cant seem to fill at the moment.. Im having a good go with take aways and junk food but I think ill feel better after going to see my family this weekend.

xxxx

I seriously wonder sometimes if Im riddled with bad luck. My path in life seems to be 2 steps forward - 500 back and then a couple of hops on the spot just to take the piss. Maybe we make our own luck and I just keep making the wrong decisions. I have been seriously toying with the idea about going back to where all the disaster began. Back home. Stoke. If it wasnt for Andy, I would have gone by now.

My luck better start taking a turn for the better soon, cos I aint half pissed off lately! xxx

Is it me or are gingers taking over Eastenders. Ive not got a problem with it. I happen to think that Bradley is quite the looker. But it was just something that my betrothed pointed out today. You have got:-

Bianca - One of the original gingers, and the best... although she seems to have come back to Walford a lot more chavvy than when she left which is a little offensive. Brought with her ginger children to add to the ginger numbers.

Bradley - Bless our little Bradders..

Max - I think the less said on this chap the better. A red head that had lots of beautiful women throwing themselves at him. Must have big cock.

The arguable gingers...(or the closets..)

Sean Slater:- Maybe not strawberry blonde but there is definitely ginger in his roots there! Again, a good looking bloke.. if a bit frigging nasty!

Ian Beale:- Was definitely ginger when he was younger but seems to be a mousy mop of mousey ginger mouse now.

Gary:- Mintys side kick.. again, I believe when he first joined the walford clan, he was a gingery mouse...As he has got older.. more mouse, less ginger...

Phil Mitchell?! Definitely used to have a ginger beard... Suspect that as a child, may have been ginger...

Ben:- Phils son... definitely some ginger there...

Theyre taking over... Taking over I tell theee!!!!!]

Keep the ginger gene strong!!!! xxx
xxxx

Sean