WTF. I thought I couldn't do long-term/committed relationships, but apparently I can. Whoooo.
Still love him muchly, still ridiculously happy just to laze around and chat. He bought me flowers, and somehow got me my favourite (orange roses) without being told.
Also, he bought me rum. Keeper.
Uni is good but dense - kept on my toes.
Generally chipper, life is good :)
- Mood:
loved
Soooo.... the scary finals ocurred, I stressed out, more than I ever have before (I'm supposed to be laid-back!). While I became a stressy mad-woman, J coped admirably by repeatedly reminding me that just because I said I was a brainless moron didn't make it true, and there was no way I could've forgotten everything I was taught this year.
This turned out to be true, as I passed my first year! I even got a merit! Go team win.
I'm doing work experience at a stables at the moment, so had to leave London and the amigos. I now like horses better, as they are just like toddlers. J is still in London, and I am feeling sulky because I haven't really been able to speak to him since last week. Every time I try he's busy. I just miss him, and am being stupid and nonsensical.
And then in a couple of weeks, I get to work at a wildlife sanctuary, and then J comes to stay (again). Yays!
- Mood:
busy
Whatever.
Um.
I have scary finals in a depressingly short amount of time, and am not convinced about the amount of revision that I've done/am doing. Ah well.
I have been with J for over six months, which is a little scary but in a good way. Can't really imagine life without him now, in a non-creepy-dependant way. I'm not very brave about relationships, but I'm glad I was just about brave enough that night in October :)
It's summer, and London is sticky and bright under the sun. And I still don't have anywhere to live next year. BUT! I have a bunch of awesome housemates, so we're partway there.
Meh, life's ok, it's gravy, things work out. This is my mantra ;)
- Mood: working
- Music:You don't know me - Ben Folds and Regina Spektor
yum.
A month is a long time to be apart. Managed over 2 weeks, but its starting to hurt. So very tempted to go back a week early just to see him. grrr.
13 days isnt so very long. sigh.
- Mood:
sad
SO MUCH SNOW.
This is madness!! It never snows in london, and yet we have over 5 inches of snow with another 8 inches on the way.
None of the buses or trains are running and ony one tube line is still open.
I WANT A SNOW DAY SO BADLY IT HURTS.
Regardless, later I am rounding up my peeps for a snowball fight. OF EPIC PROPORTIONS.
J reckons this is nothing, but he is from the icy wastelands of the North so I am allowed to ignore his opinion.
SNOW DAY!
SNOW DAY!
SNOW DAY!
There.
According to my American friend, this now guarantees us the day off :D
Well, London could do with a break....
- Mood:
ecstatic
( Things I'd like to do this year... )( Things I'd like to do before I die... )
- Mood:
content - Music:9 crimes - Damien Rice
Lax on the updating.
But, to be honest, this thing is just a record for me, and i have a paper diary too, so...
Anyway.
Uni is still going pretty well. Had an exam the first week of December and passed it fairly easily, so yay.
Still dating The Geordie, who dropped the L bomb (no, not lesbian) about a week ago, which shook me up but in a happy way. Someone said it to me once before and all I felt was absolute terror, so to think it might be reciprocal on my part is wonderful. I think it is. We haven't seen each other for 10 days, and we won't for another 6 and it hurts. I knew I'd miss him but I didn't think it would hurt. It's fucking stupid, I never thought I was capable of falling in love, and now I'm scrabbling not to. Except I'm pretty sure it's too late :)
We talk for hours online and on the phone and we don't even notice. (Hooray for free minutes!) I get butterflies every time I think of seeing him again, and I know he does too because despite being a Northerner who goes out into the snow in just a t-shirt and can drink my weight in cider, he is a sappy bugger.
He's absolutely gorgeous, even when he's sad, and he doesn't know it.
The uni friends are all lovely, and have been keeping in sporadic contact.
The home friends are as fabulous as ever and have been drinking and catching up with them.
I have done only the introduction of my super-important essay which has to be in when I get back, because I am Made Of Failure.
Meh.
- Mood:awake
- Music:Gabriel - Lamb
And they say romance is dead.
We just have the most random conversations though. It's great.
Me: ...Do you reckon penguins could beat up an alligator?
Him: How many penguins?
Me: Dunno. A flock? They can swim pretty well, and they have pointy beaks...
Him: And they look like butlers. Butlers get the job done.
Him: You're so pretty
Me: No, I'm not. (I'm really not)
Him: Why would you say you're not?
Me: My mam taught me not to lie!
Him: Well, on a scale of Halle Berry to Bill Bailey, you're definitely closer to Halle Berry.
Me: ........*dies*
I've also discovered my student union bar does five pound pitchers every monday! WIN.
:D
IN ADDITION - WEEKLY EXERCISE; A BREAK DOWN.
- CARDIO - INADVISABLE ROAD CROSSING - a 30 second sprint against a black cab - at least twice a day
- TONING - INDOOR WALL CLIMBING - three hours of tortuously getting better at hauling myself up fake rocks.
- ENDURANCE - OVERSLEEPING - a fifteen minute power walk to college, at least once a week
- AGILITY - PEOPLE DODGING - rushing for the tube/bus whilst weaving through hoardes of people.
This post brought to you by Avoidance of The Respiratory System.
- Mood:
bouncy
:)
I was down because I got some kind of upsetting news from my slightly estranged best friend, and my two friends went out and bought me discounted halloween chocolate and wine. And then we watched movies. And now I'm happy again.
And tomorrow I've got another date. A proper one this time =)
And I'm pretty on top of work.
:) about covers it.
:)
- Mood: content
- Music:Lloyd, I'm ready to be heartbroken - Camera Obscura
Please stop.
Please.
I love singing too! I do. I sing in the shower, humming when I forget the words. I'm not the world's greatest singer either, but who cares, it's fun, right?
BUT I DON'T SING IN THE SHOWER AT ONE O'CLOCK IN THE FUCKING MORNING.
Love,
me.
(Between this and the food thief, communal living could get old really quick.)
- Mood:
tired
SNOOOOOOW!!!
In London!! what are the odds.
No learning took place. Fuck it.
SNOOOOOW!!
- Mood: and cold
- Music:Snow Patrol - Set the fire to the third bar
And another on bonfire night!
Sweet.
There's going to be stilt-walkers and a gigantic whop-off bonfire. And fireworks.
I love London.
And he taught me some Geordie. Seriously, when he starts talking quickly it's like another language. But, I pick up langauges quickly. :)
Shite, what am I going to do for Halloween? Too much choice!
Dissected a dog's head which was pretty awesome. The brain is surprisingly squashy. I love the nervous system, and the legendary anatomy teacher was helping us out. He flung a scalpel across the table and yelled at us for trying to take notes. Legend.
And now learning must take place. Bugger.
- Mood:
ditzy
wtf
and he's reeeeally sweet. and northern.
*is confused*
:D :D :D
Anyway,one of the reasons I love it so much is that it's crazy.
I keep having random odd encounters, or seeing something or someone beautiful and weird. Like the guy in full pirate regalia wandering round Camden last week at 3 in the afternoon. Not selling anything, just... wandering. Or the guy the week before who cycled past and threw a flower at me. Which cheered me right up.
Today's was when I was cutting through Goldington crescent on the way back from college.
Me: *ambling along, trying desperately not to hum that really annoying Miley Cyrus song that's been stuck in my head for 2 days*
Random Guy Walking Past: Nice legs.
Me: *stares around wildly*
Er. Thanks.
RGWP: Nnhmm. Don't be shy now.
Me: *laughs, but doesn't stop moving because this is quite an empty park and while creepy vibes are not detected and it's daytime, THIS IS STILL QUITE AN EMPTY PARK*
The weird thing is I wasn't wearing a skirt, which I'm pretty sure guys take as the cue for such comments.(I'm not wearing a skirt again until the construction workers near college fuck off. They're not really what I want to hear to start the day.)
anyway. gotta work now.
- Mood: amused
Just did a self asessment and I got full marks! Through the power of problem-solving and application of knowledge!
Maybe I am learning after all :D
This makes me a bit more hopeful that I won't fail the Qualifying exam in December, thank god. :)
- Mood: accomplished
Kinda forgot there was, y'know, work, involved in my degree. Rewriting notes and researching and drawing diagrams and OHMYGOD SOMETIME OVER THE SUMMER I FORGOT HOW TO WRITE.
so. Am on twenty minute tea/internet break so will make quick revision post on the bones of the fore and hind limbs. If the people would stop singing rugby songs outside my door. Seriously, fuck off. We have a bar downstairs for that.
ANYWAY.
Can I do it from memory??
Fore
Scapula (shoulder, huge muscle mass, variable flexibility)
Humerus
Radius> ulna (ulna is long and forms the elbow)
Carpals (variable number, forms the wrist joint)
Metacarpals (variable number, fused in sme species for strength and weight distribution)
Phalanges (originally five, fused in some species eg horse, cow, pig, to form trotters/hoof)
(in horses, nail of third phalanx forms hoof or coffin bone)
Hind
Femur (thigh)
<between tibia/fibula and femur have patella, the kneecap. This joint is called the Stifle joint in horses, because horsey people have to make everything harder.)
Tibia > fibula (thinner, outside bone)
Tarsals (ankle bones, variable number)
Metatarsals( feet bones, varies from species to species)
Phalanges
SCORE. Now onto the anatomy text book.
ALSO camden market is fantastic. If I had not just forked out over two grand for my rent (aka MY ENTIRE LOAN. I'm living on my savings now, which is worrying) I would have spent more than twenty quid. And if it had not been raining like a bitch, I would have spent more than two hours there.
It's kind of mesmerising.
On the one hand, IT'S FREEZING, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! but on the other... I kinda want to shove my coat on and join them.
hmm.
I really love where I'm living, which I think is officially Bloomsbury. My window overlooks Brunswick square, which is beautiful and makes for quality people-watching.
I also love that I'm twenty minutes from Camden (I can't wait to explore properly!) but I've been warned by Amy not to go to Camden Market on my own. Boooo.
Okay, yes, there are almost as many drug dealers as there are pigeons, but I should be alright in daylight, surely?
I love the sense of purpose you get walking around London; all the people sprinting across roads and leaping into the Tube. I love the seconds-long friendships you make; the girl you're dashing across the road with, the guy you use as a buffer on the Picadilly line between you and the unsteady drunk.
I love how it's ok to be on your own. How people just sit down and read, or do the crossword, and it's fine.
I think this is quite an easy place to be lonely, though. Luckily I'm pretty self-sufficient, and anyway, I've made some good friends the last week or so.
My plan for this weekend is to take it easy, as I'm going climbing in Snowdonia next weekend, so tomorrow I'm going to have a mooch around Oxford street and maybe a museum or two. Sunday I have Jiu-jitsu and I should probably do some work for College.
Now I'm going to read some Richard Dawkins and have a nap before dinner, because the Fresher's flu is really kicking in and I am a sad, sad person. But I think I did more than enough drinking last week...
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Now playing: Wolf Parade - You Are a Runner and I Am My Father's Son
via FoxyTunes
- Mood: happy
Am totally making ace friends, even if there are basically NO guys on my course. this is weird because I've always been friends with dudes. but anyway.
Tonight, had a cruise on the Thames with a truly awful DJ and expensive booze. One of my new found friends ended up having far, far too much of said booze (KNOW YOUR LIMITS PEOPLE. if you have been living a sheltered life, don't suddenly start drinking pints and pints of cider and mixing your drinks) so I ended up nursing him and getting slightly vommed on.
GOOD TIMES.
but Fion the Dutchman got him home so should be ok. hope so anyway- someone slumped semi-concious against the railing of the boat is always a trifle worrying.
aaah lent david my phone whereistwhereis it!!??!
found it.
I love all the americans on my course. they're hilarious. THEY'VE NEVER TRIED HULA HOOPS. MADNESS.
YAY for a late start tomorrow.
:D
Should *not* have worn my 4 inch heels though. Walked miles and the fucking tube escalators are designed to get stilettos stuck in.
owowowow.
ow.
I remain unconvinced.
Have had .... four leaving do's this week and two last week. Arg, ended up sobbing on my best friend's shoulder at one. He very kindly didn't mention the mascara I smeared over him...*^^*
Many many tears all round, but I'll have some people to visit within a few weeks - London has the advantage of lots of gigs :D
Can't believe I'm leaving tomorrow o.0
MADNESS.
I've also been reading Pride and Prejudice for the first time. It's oddly soothing.
- Mood:
rushed
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