things
This month has been the coldest in over 100 years. HA! I KNEW I WASN'T BEING SOOKY!
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Today at the hospital I was walking down a corrider when an orderly walked past pushing a small wheelchair. There was the most beautiful little girl sitting in the chair, all wrapped up in blanket. She had pale, pale blond hair and huge blue eyes, and the most delicate features I've ever seen. She didn't make a sound, but as he wheeled her along she was crying. She couldn't have been more than three.
Her mother, walking behind the orderly, looked utterly devastated.
I wanted nothing more than to stop the orderly and give the girl a hug because it's wrong to see children that upset.
I walk past patients most days, most looking unhealthy and sick and sorry for themselves, but that little girl who looked so WHOLE but was so UPSET has just... I don't know.
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Another girl is pregnant at uni. Due in three months. Both pregnant girls are in my tute group, and all the other girls are getting clucky too. I think it might be catching...
*backs away from group very quickly*
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If you take long enough to dither about making up your mind, inevitably it's made up for you by the passing of events. Usually you wonder if you had chosen differently earlier whether you would be happier or sadder.
Thankfully, I haven't reached that point yet but little niggles of excitement compete with giant worms of fear every day, and it's very hard to tell which will end up victorious.
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Tomorrow I am skipping my normal tute and attending another one with B; her tutor is the woman who organises this class, and I will request (VERY POLITELY) that I may be allowed to join HER group so that I don't have to struggle with a tutor I don't understand.
Hopefully she's okay with it.
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Am being hassled again. It feels like all that people around me do these days is bicker and argue and whine. I hate it. It makes me feel all miserable and twisted inside and confuses me even more.
GRR. STOP FIGHTING DAMN IT!
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Netball tomorrow night. YAY.
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Dad & L have gone BY THEMSELVES to run a charter this week. This means between the two of them they need to cook, run the boat and diving and entertain people.
*giggles*
Neither are particularly good at small talk, though L is great when he gets to know people. Should be amusing to hear about, no doubt. I'm just concerned about the state of their relationship by the time they return - either they'll have a great few days and come back closer than ever or things will go horribly wrong (as they have a tendency to do when L & Dad are alone together) and things will tear even worse than they're currently torn.
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Today at the hospital I was walking down a corrider when an orderly walked past pushing a small wheelchair. There was the most beautiful little girl sitting in the chair, all wrapped up in blanket. She had pale, pale blond hair and huge blue eyes, and the most delicate features I've ever seen. She didn't make a sound, but as he wheeled her along she was crying. She couldn't have been more than three.
Her mother, walking behind the orderly, looked utterly devastated.
I wanted nothing more than to stop the orderly and give the girl a hug because it's wrong to see children that upset.
I walk past patients most days, most looking unhealthy and sick and sorry for themselves, but that little girl who looked so WHOLE but was so UPSET has just... I don't know.
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Another girl is pregnant at uni. Due in three months. Both pregnant girls are in my tute group, and all the other girls are getting clucky too. I think it might be catching...
*backs away from group very quickly*
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If you take long enough to dither about making up your mind, inevitably it's made up for you by the passing of events. Usually you wonder if you had chosen differently earlier whether you would be happier or sadder.
Thankfully, I haven't reached that point yet but little niggles of excitement compete with giant worms of fear every day, and it's very hard to tell which will end up victorious.
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Tomorrow I am skipping my normal tute and attending another one with B; her tutor is the woman who organises this class, and I will request (VERY POLITELY) that I may be allowed to join HER group so that I don't have to struggle with a tutor I don't understand.
Hopefully she's okay with it.
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Am being hassled again. It feels like all that people around me do these days is bicker and argue and whine. I hate it. It makes me feel all miserable and twisted inside and confuses me even more.
GRR. STOP FIGHTING DAMN IT!
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Netball tomorrow night. YAY.
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Dad & L have gone BY THEMSELVES to run a charter this week. This means between the two of them they need to cook, run the boat and diving and entertain people.
*giggles*
Neither are particularly good at small talk, though L is great when he gets to know people. Should be amusing to hear about, no doubt. I'm just concerned about the state of their relationship by the time they return - either they'll have a great few days and come back closer than ever or things will go horribly wrong (as they have a tendency to do when L & Dad are alone together) and things will tear even worse than they're currently torn.