Dissertation update...
It's in, handed in, to the department. I have officially finished my MA. Don't graduate until December though.
Last night was an odd one, me and Rachel and Pascale and David had a Hispanic Studies night out in Sheffield, went to a restaurant called K Pasa on West Street. David and Pascale ended up talking, and me and Rachel were talking, but not really talking to each other. David and Pascale were talking about the course, me and Rachel were talking about those big belts that you wear on your waist to create curves. Then Mike joined us, I didn't expect him to come alone, given the fact that I spent most of lunchtime crying to him about my brother, and about how we left things between us. So we then went to Wetherspoons in town, which turned out to be quite nice, then played drinking games to help me calm down about Mike. Then the stupid taxi driver didn't go the right way so I didn't get to talk to him properly at the end of the night. Which means he's gone off to America, not to be seen until, like, next month..
Its weird that it's in, it should be a big weight off my mind, but it's not. All this stuff going on at home now just seems to take everything over, now I've got one worry out the way, I've got extra worry about other things, like getting a job, this stuff with my brother, booking driving lessons, whether I can go to Sheffield or not, whether Pascale got rid of Anny, whether Mike's gonna be ok at the conference in Boston USA, so many things...! I just feel emotionally drained at the moment. My friend Sara has mentioned a girly evening with a bottle of wine..
I'm going to live at home for a year or so, then look into buying a two bedroom flat nearer to Birmingham city centre, renting the spare room to help pay for a mortgage. It gets me on the property ladder, and it's somewhere where I can be independent. I'm now tied down to 'where are you going?', 'you don't need to go to the shop at 9 o'clock at night', 'don't you think you'd better be getting off to sleep soon?'. Having to explain my comings and goings, never being able to spontaneously go anywhere..
Rah! It's all so dull! Work, office suits, looking at cars, looking at flats, early nights on weekdays, having to grow up!
Katty
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Last night was an odd one, me and Rachel and Pascale and David had a Hispanic Studies night out in Sheffield, went to a restaurant called K Pasa on West Street. David and Pascale ended up talking, and me and Rachel were talking, but not really talking to each other. David and Pascale were talking about the course, me and Rachel were talking about those big belts that you wear on your waist to create curves. Then Mike joined us, I didn't expect him to come alone, given the fact that I spent most of lunchtime crying to him about my brother, and about how we left things between us. So we then went to Wetherspoons in town, which turned out to be quite nice, then played drinking games to help me calm down about Mike. Then the stupid taxi driver didn't go the right way so I didn't get to talk to him properly at the end of the night. Which means he's gone off to America, not to be seen until, like, next month..
Its weird that it's in, it should be a big weight off my mind, but it's not. All this stuff going on at home now just seems to take everything over, now I've got one worry out the way, I've got extra worry about other things, like getting a job, this stuff with my brother, booking driving lessons, whether I can go to Sheffield or not, whether Pascale got rid of Anny, whether Mike's gonna be ok at the conference in Boston USA, so many things...! I just feel emotionally drained at the moment. My friend Sara has mentioned a girly evening with a bottle of wine..
I'm going to live at home for a year or so, then look into buying a two bedroom flat nearer to Birmingham city centre, renting the spare room to help pay for a mortgage. It gets me on the property ladder, and it's somewhere where I can be independent. I'm now tied down to 'where are you going?', 'you don't need to go to the shop at 9 o'clock at night', 'don't you think you'd better be getting off to sleep soon?'. Having to explain my comings and goings, never being able to spontaneously go anywhere..
Rah! It's all so dull! Work, office suits, looking at cars, looking at flats, early nights on weekdays, having to grow up!
Katty
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