Back in Surrey for the second weekend in a row, except this time my folks are going away and unable to trust my 17 yr old brother with an empty house- probably a wise move.
The four and a half hour journey didn’t seem too bad this time, I had control of the music and yes; it did feel like Babylon had left our beloved RB’s and stepped into the un-named automobile that is my car, but still.
Getting the feeling there are a few too many Jeremy Clarkson like quotes in this blog, so going to shut up…something I keep being told to do recently. Have a feeling the big empty space in my head that was meant to be filled with an English degree, is rapidly shrinking and being replaced with utter nonsense, nonsense that is currently largely linked to Llamas.
Sometimes in life weird things happen, everyone knows this and it is part-and-parcel of life. But sometimes REALLY weird things happen, for example, you might be happily working away when someone asks if you ever get the feeling you are being stared at by a Llama.
Your instant reaction is “No, I have not just been released from the loony bin and officially have no idea what you are on about?” But then five minutes later, you are guaranteed to look up from your computer screen and vision a pair of googly eyes belonging to no other than a Llama, staring directly back at you.
But this will be no ordinary Llama; this will be a four foot, pink Llama, possibly with blue spots, dribbling Llama spit all over your key board, whilst looking at you completely dumb struck and giving the impression of the last drunk in Blue Lagoon, trying to figure out why there is salad is his chicken kebab. And before you know it you will never be able to work again, you’ll be doomed for life and Llamas will be popping up left, right and center.
So if you are ever in the library, on a plane, in the super market and you hear a sudden burst of laughter, think your self lucky. There is a Llama out there for everyone and it is only a matter of time before yours will find you!
It is not face book that ruins degrees... it is Llamas.
Friday 26 February 2010
Sunday 21 February 2010
Back in the North
The past week was reading week; a week devoted to enhancing your education in the comforts of your own home. In reality this translates into: will not do any work due to distractions that are just too easy to ignore.
But it’s not all bad, it meant catching up with old friends and some seriously over due bonding time for some people.
One of my friends is six and half months pregnant and it seems like only yesterday she let it slip she was pregnant. She is now huge and the proud mummy to be of a little girl called Lacey. It’s scary, seems only days ago we were both kids talking about babies and now it’s actually happening.
Also had the chance to catch up with another friend; we have been very close since the year dot, but since going to uni we’ve grown apart. You forget how easy it is to fall back into old ways when you’re in the right surroundings. Needless to say what followed were hours of chocolate, sweets and popcorn eating and all topped off with a girly sleep over, and a few hours of serious man talk.
But now back in Chester and unpacked, the reality of the uni situation is setting in. There’s 11 weeks, one dissertation, four assignments, ball, graduation and that is it. Then into the real world- what ever that means.
Growing up and decision making starts here.
But it’s not all bad, it meant catching up with old friends and some seriously over due bonding time for some people.
One of my friends is six and half months pregnant and it seems like only yesterday she let it slip she was pregnant. She is now huge and the proud mummy to be of a little girl called Lacey. It’s scary, seems only days ago we were both kids talking about babies and now it’s actually happening.
Also had the chance to catch up with another friend; we have been very close since the year dot, but since going to uni we’ve grown apart. You forget how easy it is to fall back into old ways when you’re in the right surroundings. Needless to say what followed were hours of chocolate, sweets and popcorn eating and all topped off with a girly sleep over, and a few hours of serious man talk.
But now back in Chester and unpacked, the reality of the uni situation is setting in. There’s 11 weeks, one dissertation, four assignments, ball, graduation and that is it. Then into the real world- what ever that means.
Growing up and decision making starts here.
Tuesday 16 February 2010
Welcome back
Where has the past month gone? Been to Guildford and back to uni twice this past month and currently back south, yet again, for the wonderful week that is called reading week- technically it’s called ‘development work’ but lets not get all PC about it.
So with the dissertation finally under way and a remaining 11 weeks until deadline, pressure is building. Thankfully it’s not too strenuous yet.
That aside the plans for next year are still circulating and wafting around like the stench of my 17 year old brother, unconsciously hoping it will all sort itself out (next years plans as opposed to my brother.)
Sadly presently lacking writers imagination, so this will have to do for now. ..
Got my first ever valentines card last week, terrified the life out of me; after I had spent several hours skipping around the room, like some possessed grinning gimp, high on some form of illegal substance.
Looks like romance really does exist!
So with the dissertation finally under way and a remaining 11 weeks until deadline, pressure is building. Thankfully it’s not too strenuous yet.
That aside the plans for next year are still circulating and wafting around like the stench of my 17 year old brother, unconsciously hoping it will all sort itself out (next years plans as opposed to my brother.)
Sadly presently lacking writers imagination, so this will have to do for now. ..
Got my first ever valentines card last week, terrified the life out of me; after I had spent several hours skipping around the room, like some possessed grinning gimp, high on some form of illegal substance.
Looks like romance really does exist!
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