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Oliver is going to be a PILOT :-D definitely!!! Pending a fitness test he's already passed :-D I am so so so pleased for him :-) more pleased than if it was me, quite honestly!
My grandma says I'll now have to buy a selection of evening dresses and learn how to dine with the Queen...
I'm just filling in the dates for my diary, it's so nearly 2009, and this year has flown by so quickly! Field trips, essays, work...all done and now it's time for the real world :) I'm due a phone call from the job I applied for on Friday, he should ring tomorrow...I really would like this job, but it was only my first ever (proper job) interview and I was pretty rubbish, so we'll see...
I also need to finish this sodding dissertation...why did I pick something so TEDIOUS??? Oh Sarah, you moose!
In other news, I got up and went for a 6 mile run with Madre this morning...the only part of the run that required me to look dignifies (ie. there were other people around), I managed to trip over my own feet in the middle of the road in front of a queue of cars, land flat on my face and smack my knee into the ground...classy, Sarah, classy. You've never seen anybody get off the ground so fast. Or swear so loudly. Did I get any sympathy from Madre? Did I bollocks. She made me run the final two miles and wouldn't even let me moan, how rude! I want to wake up with a massive bruised knee tomorrow to prove it hurts!
Ouch :)
My grandma says I'll now have to buy a selection of evening dresses and learn how to dine with the Queen...
I'm just filling in the dates for my diary, it's so nearly 2009, and this year has flown by so quickly! Field trips, essays, work...all done and now it's time for the real world :) I'm due a phone call from the job I applied for on Friday, he should ring tomorrow...I really would like this job, but it was only my first ever (proper job) interview and I was pretty rubbish, so we'll see...
I also need to finish this sodding dissertation...why did I pick something so TEDIOUS??? Oh Sarah, you moose!
In other news, I got up and went for a 6 mile run with Madre this morning...the only part of the run that required me to look dignifies (ie. there were other people around), I managed to trip over my own feet in the middle of the road in front of a queue of cars, land flat on my face and smack my knee into the ground...classy, Sarah, classy. You've never seen anybody get off the ground so fast. Or swear so loudly. Did I get any sympathy from Madre? Did I bollocks. She made me run the final two miles and wouldn't even let me moan, how rude! I want to wake up with a massive bruised knee tomorrow to prove it hurts!
Ouch :)