(no subject)
Also, I had my second assessment of the year today and it went very differently from the first. A good thing. My consultant was unbelievably nice and gave me not only a merit but also her email addresses - not one, but two - and said to be sure to keep in touch. Ah.
I need sleep. And a holiday. Not an elective but a HOLIDAY with lazing and regression and no SSM deadlines. Bah.
Tomorrow
= wake up remembering a million more things I need to pack (I packed up quite well tonight - I'm not so bad at packing if I say so myself, although I'm having doubts about my sleeping bag. I don't know whether I'll need to use it in Kenya, and it won't latch on to anything as I'm only taking a backpack with no stringy bits, so it's just an extra piece, HOLDING ME BACK. I've taken ten (10) pairs of pants. And 2 billion liners, many thanks to Emily)
= feel worse about the AWFUL situation my essay is in - and will stay in until February. It's sad. I can't touch it until Feb because I haven't finished doing the research yet - and all the research is from the Wellcome Library (which is a specialist history of medicine library and is so special that it won't allow you to borrow books) and there is no such thing in Kenya. :( My tutor, who quite likes me now (she's big on grammar and was happy that I knew what to do with a semicolon [I think it was a hit or miss thing]) will inevitably and understandably hate me.
= fly (on a plane, though. Not actually.)
= die (maybe)
MAN. 2 and a half months in rural Africa! I cannot get my head around it. Either I will love it completely or I will be counting the hours and tearing my nails out.
Hey I wonder if they have Harry Potter dubbed in Swahili but with English subtitles out there? I hope so!
I need sleep. And a holiday. Not an elective but a HOLIDAY with lazing and regression and no SSM deadlines. Bah.
Tomorrow
= wake up remembering a million more things I need to pack (I packed up quite well tonight - I'm not so bad at packing if I say so myself, although I'm having doubts about my sleeping bag. I don't know whether I'll need to use it in Kenya, and it won't latch on to anything as I'm only taking a backpack with no stringy bits, so it's just an extra piece, HOLDING ME BACK. I've taken ten (10) pairs of pants. And 2 billion liners, many thanks to Emily)
= feel worse about the AWFUL situation my essay is in - and will stay in until February. It's sad. I can't touch it until Feb because I haven't finished doing the research yet - and all the research is from the Wellcome Library (which is a specialist history of medicine library and is so special that it won't allow you to borrow books) and there is no such thing in Kenya. :( My tutor, who quite likes me now (she's big on grammar and was happy that I knew what to do with a semicolon [I think it was a hit or miss thing]) will inevitably and understandably hate me.
= fly (on a plane, though. Not actually.)
= die (maybe)
MAN. 2 and a half months in rural Africa! I cannot get my head around it. Either I will love it completely or I will be counting the hours and tearing my nails out.
Hey I wonder if they have Harry Potter dubbed in Swahili but with English subtitles out there? I hope so!