I’d like to say a huge thank you to everyone who posted a comment on my last entry. Your words were so kind and supportive, it really picked me up to know that people out there can understand. I must say the police really made me feel like I was the person in the wrong with this case. Like I asked for it in some way by being drunk and in a skirt. I could have been naked laying on a field and not deserved what happened, but some people can be harsh and unfortunately that’s the way the law stands. Which I personally think is awful. But there we go. I’ve yet to hear anymore about it. I also emailed the newspaper that printed the story with false statements and they took the article off the front page. Still yet to recieve an apology. I’m sure that won’t happen though.

I went away last week to spend time at my mum’s in Somerset. Living here with no family can be hard plus Sam and I went on a short break to sort our heads out with what happened and other issues that were constantly popping up, so being away helped a lot. I rekindled my relationship with my sister. We didn’t talk for nearly a year and it hurt a lot to be so distant from eachother, but things are just like they used to be - perhaps better. She’s picking me up again on Saturday to spend the evening out and then Sunday my mum is throwing a family barbecue. It’s great to see my family together as one again. It’s never been as close as it is now. Obviously my dad still isn’t involved but my mum, sister and I can do just fine as we are.

As for other things, I’ve decided to start a new cleaning business in this new town. Not just yet. I’ll wait for the compensation money for my back to come through, then buy myself a car to get around. By then I should hopefully feel a lot better psychologically which means I can get back into bar work during the evenings and hopefully build myself a small cleaning client base, working up from there.

I’m also working on a victim support website for victims of rape and sexual assault. I’ll be setting up a forum for people to communicate and meet others who have been through the same. Survivor stories, general information and a personal support line where people can speak to me via messenger or email. I’ve bought the domain, just need to get everything together. I hope it’ll at least help others - even if my case doesn’t find justice.

Thanks again for the kind words. Also a quick plug for Verity. I’m hoping to recruit some new faces on our wonderful community And a very loving plug for BRITT who sent me a birthday CD with lots of songs with my name in it and various others, plus a gorgeous hand made CD cover and a sweet letter. She’s a very kind person and deserves lots of good things

I’m also pleased to say that things with Sam and I are 150% better than ever. He’s just like he used to be, all the tension is gone between us and it feels like old times. I’m much happier with him now and as always, he means the world to me.

I’d say so - yes. So my friend, the one who beat me up severely last year and made me lose my amazingly well paid job as an accountant. Well he’s done it again. He visited this weekend, beat up someone who works at my hotel (because he wasn’t English - I won’t even go into the details or words said), I went to work on Monday and I lose my job - for being around yobs like him who jeopardise the reputation of the hotel.

So the whole perfect job, I’m so happy - blablabla.. post, two posts ago. Well yeah - you can forget that whole thing. I’m once again unemployed and stuck for where to go next. I move 63 miles away from the old town to start new, build myself a whole new life in just over a month and he comes to visit and ruins EVERYTHING.

He’s now officially blocked out of my life, for good. I gave him chance after chance. He’s messed up my fertility, cracked my cheekbone (my right check and side of nose is STILL numb all this time later), ruined two of the most important jobs of my life, kicked my confidence to the point where I felt like killing myself. And I let him get away with it all. Well not anymore.

I wish I was a low enough person to take revenge out on him - but I’m not. I’ve changed my number, MSN, blocked him from all friend networks online. I’m looking to move away again in a few months, just to get him out of my life for good. If he hasn’t got my home address he can’t find me.

So you’re now reading the blog of an employee of the highest considered Hotel in the Bay. A hotel that I went for an interview expecting - if anything - to get bar work. 15 positions within the company, 73 applicants.

I got picked for the top job. There was one position open in reservations. And I got it. I’m going to be working on reception and reservations with a small team of three other people. I can’t believe I got the job. Of 73 people. I just…

I’m in so much shock. I don’t know what else to say.

I worked my ass off at that assessment to impress people. I stood up and made presentations, something I’d never ever do - because this was my dream job and I’d have done anything to get it.

This is proof boys and girls, that you can get anywhere if you set your mind to it.

I’m so so so happy. I’ve been crying for the past twenty minutes. So happy.

I went for a very very very important interview today - and in the process possibly changed my complete outlook on life. I’ve grown through the years into a very self conscious young lady. I worry about what people think, say and feel about me. I can’t walk down a single street without worrying someone might laugh at the person that I am. My curvy hips or the way I’ve styled my hair. Not ever would I imagine I could stand in a room in front of 35+ people and present myself in the manner that I did today.

It was an assessment centre - a completely new concept for me. I walked in to 30 odd people sat around tables, thinking I was going into an interview with a maximum of three or four people. But no. Silly naive Laura, didn’t think to ask when offered the meeting over the telephone. So my first task, to find out about the person next to me. I was to stand up and give a few minutes speech on her and her interesting facts. Now that was scary - but I did it with a shaky voice and wobbly legs.

Second task was to sit with an allocated group and build a paper aeroplane. The managing director of the group had to present a speech about the product (give it a name, slogan, advertising campaign, choose the colours and co-ordinate the group). Of course nobody wanted to do it. So silly me, I stepped up and offered to play the main role. I had to launch the plane too - which - if you’re interested in knowing - flew less than a metre. The goal was to make it fly for 10, ha ha. But I took charge and did my best to keep my group intact.

The final task was to stand up and give a short presentation on customer service. I also had to go first. But I did it and survived. I then had a one to one interview and told them just how passionate I was about getting a job there. There are 70+ applicants and 15 roles to be filled.

If I’m not one of them, it will break my heart. But I plan to write them a letter, if I don’t succeed. Thanking them for letting me attend their assessment centre. And thanking them for helping me find myself in this world. For helping me find my voice. It’s not something I could ever say I’d do - but I did it. And I’m proud of myself for that

I’ll find out if I got it by the end of the week. Wish me luck. This is the job of my dreams. I’ve crossed every single part of my body for this. If I get it - everything will be perfect.

It was my boyfriend’s birthday yesterday and I’m certainly feeling the effects from last night. Bleh, hangovers are the devil. But at least I only went out because it was a special occasion. Apart from that I’ve been doing really well with giving up the binge drinking. Five years of non stop partying certainly takes a toll on your health and general happiness. But last night was lovely. We spent the day together and did some random stuff, then went to a few bars, stopped in at the pub I work in and then off to the biggest nightclub in town. It was packed too now that the holday makers are all coming down for the Easter season. Hurrah!:)

So my first real shift in the pub was Friday night. It seems my manager was very very impressed with how well I coped. Can’t really grumble about that The music they play there is good too, kept my mood up. They don’t play music during the week though, which sucks bum. But hey… next shift is tomorrow.

I also have an interview for a job at The Grand Hotel. It’s a very smart establishment. It’s literally a 10 minute walk too, rather than 35 minutes to the pub. If I get it I’ll be ecstatic. The wage will be much better too, I’m assuming. We’ll see. It’s on Monday 18th Feb - so I’ll let you know how that went

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