Knees
A random comment for the title that will be understood by people who have read Natsu's journal.
Stotfold Carnival today. It was fun in an ice-cream eating despite lack of sunshine kind of way. Feeling better after a long walk with the dog which always gives me an excuse to get my head back together. Needed it today after I ran into one of my best friends from my junior school. And her kids. How our lives have changed. I find it almost beyond comprehension that someone my age should have children. I just....can't believe it. I mean, I'm sure that she is capable and willing to shoulder that responsibilty but putting myself in her place - I just don't know what I'd do. To have another two human beings depending on me. I have enough trouble looking after myself. Its just mad.
Went to look around Oxford University on Thursday of last week. I found the city amazingly beautiful. Just like I had imagined it. I had convinced myself that the university itself would be just as appealing. I wanted it to be perfect so I could aspire to being there. Impressed as I was by the quality of the teaching and the idea of experts in their subjects as teachers I found myself trying hard to imagine myself there. And failing. Putting aside their much publicised elitist attitude I just found it really intimidating. Not friendly but more, oppressive. Like we weren't good enough even to be looking around. I wanted to be inspired. I really wanted to feel the creative excitement. All I really found was a selective society-like organisation where more stress was placed on tradition and competition for places than notice was taken of individuals who really have something to offer the University. Maybe its just me but I felt threatened. I can't see me making my home there. And I was all ready to forgive their unfavourable reputation....
Its all just my opinion. Don't worry if you really want to go there. Each to their own. Many people find that Oxford transforms their lives. Its just...not for me.
Shopping with Helen was great. Hmmm, retail therapy. England just failed to bea Brazil. Above all I felt sorry for David Seaman. He always seems just like a big Dad. And I think he was just still groggy from almost breaking his back. I'm sure it wasn't his fault and even if it was then just think of all the times he kept us in the tournament. Poor guy. Bless him *thinks how ridiculous she must sound blessing someone at least 2 feet taller than herself*.
I think my new cause will be Tim Henman winning Wimbledon. I need a cause. Rebelling without a cause is just so 50 years ago.
Stotfold Carnival today. It was fun in an ice-cream eating despite lack of sunshine kind of way. Feeling better after a long walk with the dog which always gives me an excuse to get my head back together. Needed it today after I ran into one of my best friends from my junior school. And her kids. How our lives have changed. I find it almost beyond comprehension that someone my age should have children. I just....can't believe it. I mean, I'm sure that she is capable and willing to shoulder that responsibilty but putting myself in her place - I just don't know what I'd do. To have another two human beings depending on me. I have enough trouble looking after myself. Its just mad.
Went to look around Oxford University on Thursday of last week. I found the city amazingly beautiful. Just like I had imagined it. I had convinced myself that the university itself would be just as appealing. I wanted it to be perfect so I could aspire to being there. Impressed as I was by the quality of the teaching and the idea of experts in their subjects as teachers I found myself trying hard to imagine myself there. And failing. Putting aside their much publicised elitist attitude I just found it really intimidating. Not friendly but more, oppressive. Like we weren't good enough even to be looking around. I wanted to be inspired. I really wanted to feel the creative excitement. All I really found was a selective society-like organisation where more stress was placed on tradition and competition for places than notice was taken of individuals who really have something to offer the University. Maybe its just me but I felt threatened. I can't see me making my home there. And I was all ready to forgive their unfavourable reputation....
Its all just my opinion. Don't worry if you really want to go there. Each to their own. Many people find that Oxford transforms their lives. Its just...not for me.
Shopping with Helen was great. Hmmm, retail therapy. England just failed to bea Brazil. Above all I felt sorry for David Seaman. He always seems just like a big Dad. And I think he was just still groggy from almost breaking his back. I'm sure it wasn't his fault and even if it was then just think of all the times he kept us in the tournament. Poor guy. Bless him *thinks how ridiculous she must sound blessing someone at least 2 feet taller than herself*.
I think my new cause will be Tim Henman winning Wimbledon. I need a cause. Rebelling without a cause is just so 50 years ago.