Salmons!
Good grief. What a very odd two weeks I've just had.
An impromptu trip to Amsterdam saw me driving to Harwich via Romford between 11pm-7am Friday-Saturday with Tookey, Tanith, Baz and Ferg. We got on a ferry and got to Amsterdam and I remember very little about the place apart from the fact it was dark, the city was lovely, they had very odd ambulance sirens and I had to last until it got light as we had nowhere to stay. Good god. It was great and I have many pictures I have to take from my camera and put up but I've had more important things to deal with.
Most of which I dont know what to say about. My parents went away and they're back tomorrow. Alla, my nan's friend, died last tuesday and I have to tell them when they come back. I didn't think I should tell them until they finish their holiday but even know iv got my uncle ringing me up today telling me it's not fair for me to not tell them yet. The funeral is Thursday so they'll be home in time and they've had such a great time I didn't think I should ruin it. But I might be wrong, I guess we see what I should have done tomorrow.
I dont have a job anymore and I found out Friday that my ridiculous interview for the Psychology post in Cardiff was just that, I didn't get it. Considering I was interviewed against a trainee doctor I cant be too hard on myself.
I'm addicted to the apprentice. Get the fuck rid of Lorraine!
My personal life became a bit of a fairytale for a while with a wonderful reunion with the man always in question. Haha. But then it came hurling back to earth with sensibility (on his part) and my own realisation that more work is still needed and things should be taken unbelieveably slow. Maybe it's time to collaborate with Tookey after all. I dont know.
I'm dehydrated. I know that much.
An impromptu trip to Amsterdam saw me driving to Harwich via Romford between 11pm-7am Friday-Saturday with Tookey, Tanith, Baz and Ferg. We got on a ferry and got to Amsterdam and I remember very little about the place apart from the fact it was dark, the city was lovely, they had very odd ambulance sirens and I had to last until it got light as we had nowhere to stay. Good god. It was great and I have many pictures I have to take from my camera and put up but I've had more important things to deal with.
Most of which I dont know what to say about. My parents went away and they're back tomorrow. Alla, my nan's friend, died last tuesday and I have to tell them when they come back. I didn't think I should tell them until they finish their holiday but even know iv got my uncle ringing me up today telling me it's not fair for me to not tell them yet. The funeral is Thursday so they'll be home in time and they've had such a great time I didn't think I should ruin it. But I might be wrong, I guess we see what I should have done tomorrow.
I dont have a job anymore and I found out Friday that my ridiculous interview for the Psychology post in Cardiff was just that, I didn't get it. Considering I was interviewed against a trainee doctor I cant be too hard on myself.
I'm addicted to the apprentice. Get the fuck rid of Lorraine!
My personal life became a bit of a fairytale for a while with a wonderful reunion with the man always in question. Haha. But then it came hurling back to earth with sensibility (on his part) and my own realisation that more work is still needed and things should be taken unbelieveably slow. Maybe it's time to collaborate with Tookey after all. I dont know.
I'm dehydrated. I know that much.