Flesh of my flesh...
Past week... stressed as all fuck. I can't count the number of times I assumed the fetal position and just cried. I presented my seminar on Friday. I'm just glad it's over. But in two or three weeks I present it to the haematology dept. at RNS. Fun.
Weekend... worked Saturday, then slept on Sunday. I slept for 12hours. Go me!
I'm eternally thankful that both my family and partner are so supportive of my decisions in life. I honestly don't know what I'd do without them. My partner especially. He's put up with 2am phone calls from me... just because I'm stressed and can't handle things, whether it be uni or personal things. Always calms me down. Always there for me. Love you more than I can put in words :)
A little bit of advice for anyone at uni currently: don't do Honours unless you really like your project and your supervisors. I keep hearing about too much bullshit happening 'behind the scenes'. Fucking politics.
I'm annoyed because there are forensic biologist and SOCO positions being advertised at the moment. But guess what? There's no way I can take on full time work now.
Tonight... First time I ever went to the uni bar and had a drink. I went with the squishy misshapemistake and fellow Honours student, Ben (who had inhaled some death adder venom earlier this afternoon whilst reconstituting it).
So... four tequillas and four vodkas later... We boarded a train and came home. Poor Ben apparently lost stomach contents. Us evil girls... buying drinks. I miss random conversations. The kind where you don't care how anything is said, as long as it's said.
Wow. Most of the above is uni related. I've become that boring? Really? Fuck it. Give me about five months, then it'll be over.
Goodnight one and all.
Weekend... worked Saturday, then slept on Sunday. I slept for 12hours. Go me!
I'm eternally thankful that both my family and partner are so supportive of my decisions in life. I honestly don't know what I'd do without them. My partner especially. He's put up with 2am phone calls from me... just because I'm stressed and can't handle things, whether it be uni or personal things. Always calms me down. Always there for me. Love you more than I can put in words :)
A little bit of advice for anyone at uni currently: don't do Honours unless you really like your project and your supervisors. I keep hearing about too much bullshit happening 'behind the scenes'. Fucking politics.
I'm annoyed because there are forensic biologist and SOCO positions being advertised at the moment. But guess what? There's no way I can take on full time work now.
Tonight... First time I ever went to the uni bar and had a drink. I went with the squishy misshapemistake and fellow Honours student, Ben (who had inhaled some death adder venom earlier this afternoon whilst reconstituting it).
So... four tequillas and four vodkas later... We boarded a train and came home. Poor Ben apparently lost stomach contents. Us evil girls... buying drinks. I miss random conversations. The kind where you don't care how anything is said, as long as it's said.
Wow. Most of the above is uni related. I've become that boring? Really? Fuck it. Give me about five months, then it'll be over.
Goodnight one and all.