The Big C and Life Update
Hello all, Okay,now I bet you're all pretty sick of hearing about my nan, and more has been going on between just that. So I'd like to basically share the last two weeks, so I don't type something later that confuses people.
Two weeks ago I found out about nan, and got my grade for my work, so I was in bit of a weird state. University still carries on and I have some brilliant support from friends around me. (When you get given a list of chemotherapy treatment stuff at 12.30 at night, you know you have an amazing friend)
So yeah, between then and there, Jamie went to Plymouth for the weekend to help his mum move in, and I've got him hooked on the Darren Shan Series. I honestly wasn't my fault! No one believes me when I tell them either. It was like destiny called him to the book I got back off Kirsty.
Conversation:
Me: [Puts book on the side after returning from friends]
Jamie: That's a big book
Me: [Titls head] Darren Shan? Nah, that's three books in one.
Jamie: Oh. cool.
I left the room to make tea, I come back and he's reading the first page. He doesn't say anything about it until about an hour later.
Jamie: Can I...borrow that book?
Me: Sure, did you like it?
Jamie: [smiles] It reminds me of me when I was a kid, the first chapter. And I like the writing style.
- So we have a new Darren Shan fan in my friendship group, and Jamie has yet to find out how awesome it is. XD He loves Dracula, Harry Potter and James Herbert and all things creepy in the writing world. I'm surprised he hasn't read a Neil Gaiman yet. XD
Anyway, He went to Plymouth, I've been trying to write my dissertation, and I got to go to Creative Writing with the Drama Society. I really do love it, but I feel a bit left out at times, though that would be because I don't really know Drama the way they do.
They're doing a performance of Dr. Horrible's Sing A Long Blog this year, I don't know if I have time to perform but I'd love to try. ;___;
Anyway, Jamie got back Tuesday, and then spent an hour with me before taking me to the train station to go home, it was a joyous event to be back of course, but we were all worried about nan, so we didn't know what to think. It all gets very tricky opening up to a family who are very good at opening up - just not about things that seem so delicate right now.
So, Wednesday I get to go visit my old school for the day.Chalfonts was a big part of my life growing up, if It wasn't for my friends, and for my teachers I wouldn't be at uni, and I wouldn't love animation, and I certianlly wouldn't be drawing. So I got to help out my Media teacher all day in his creative diploma classes and in the digital art classes. I surprised him with the knowledge that two of the students in his class were now engaged - the first of his students to do so and we had good fun talking about university and the quirks our tutors had.
I think his feminist lesbian Sci-fiction lecturer just tops my fisherman-Disney freak no nonsense animation tutor.
I was supposed to help out on the Thursday, but OFSTED - for those not in the no, the big people who check if the school is running well and properly was surprising them with a visit for the rest of the week and I wasn't allowed to come in without a CRB check and by all rights, that was fine with me.
I heard later from twitter that the school did Outstanding. I feel proud to be part of Chalfonts in some small little way even now.
So yes, now left more dissertation - Still working on it, and Friday night I finally got to see my nan. It was a fleeting glance, but she was smiling. She was happy to see us. We gave her big bear hugs but I couldn't tell her barely anything because my 10 year old cousin and 7 year old sister came with her and my uncle. They don't know yet and they've been trying to decide who should tell them.
Our plans to watch the Kings Speech with her yesterday was spoilt due to it being fully booked (we got to have coffee and she opened up to saying that she was perfectly fine, but she's really not looking forward to losing her hair) and apparently today her blood pressure is high and she's resting at my uncles for the day, so I don't know if I'll see her today for any length of time either. I just hope I can see her again before Easter. I really hate being so far away from home sometimes, and for this reason.
So, that's the update, a long and annoying one most likely. I go back to Bristol tomorrow, to hand in my dissertation, to celebrate, and then to get on with my animation, because it's only like, 9 weeks from tomorrow, and I've barely started. I'm so terrified I wont get it done to the best of my ability.
And yesh, that's about it...now, I wonder how much more I can just put 'I love Harry Potter' in my dissertation...for another 1000 words...hmmm....
On to this meme. Which I will finish.
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
1. Bad breath. Now you'd think dating a smoker there is an issue there and sometimes there is, but I just give him the crazy eye. and he goes to find a chewing gum or brush his teeth. Considering that's the only thing I get 'ewww' about well, what can I say? I like crazy bespectacled receding hat wearing dorks?
2. Someone who is unable to allow someone to have another opinion. I have a few friends like this and I can understand that it's taste and I'm sure people think I don't like other peoples opinion. We're only human. The part I hate is when someone will judge you for having a different view that I just can't stand.
3. Lack of a sense of humour. If you can't laugh with me, and I laugh at really stupid stuff, how can I spend time with you?
4. Lack of manners. There's being rude, and then there's just not having manners at all. Please and thank you go a long way.
1. Imagination. I think it's one thing all my boyfriends have definitely have had in common. They have imagination. From a drama student to just being downright crazy - animation counts for both of those I think. Anyway, if you can't imagine in my mind, it seems like a sad way of living. Most of my time is spent imagining - whether it be what my next home will look like, where I'll be in 10 years, or just imagining what a cat will look like in a dinosaur suit. (Jamie is blamed for that image XD)
2. Eyes. They say the eyes are the window to the soul, and I can't deny that I feel that the truth. The eyes can say alot about a person. JK said Dumbledore's twinkled, and I'm pretty damm sure that eyes do let you feel like you're really looking into a person. So if you've got pretty eyes, you're a keeper. (Most people do have pretty eyes, so I guess that's sort of a bonus round?)
3. Being open with me. Now, this doesn't relate to just dating. If you can be open with me, about your life, your feelings, your emotions then it really lets me know that you trust me, and nothing is more important to me than that. There are times where Jamie needs to tell me something that's on his mind, and I wont know until we're alone and he just rambles it out like no one's nonsense. I'm honoured that he wants to tell me things like that. So yeah, being open and trust counts as one right?
PS: DUDE, I TOTALLY FORGOT.
Jamie and I are dressing up as Remus and Tonks for my 21st birthday on the 24th February. XD And it was SO his idea. XD (Any excuse to but a tweed jacket and a satchel)
Two weeks ago I found out about nan, and got my grade for my work, so I was in bit of a weird state. University still carries on and I have some brilliant support from friends around me. (When you get given a list of chemotherapy treatment stuff at 12.30 at night, you know you have an amazing friend)
So yeah, between then and there, Jamie went to Plymouth for the weekend to help his mum move in, and I've got him hooked on the Darren Shan Series. I honestly wasn't my fault! No one believes me when I tell them either. It was like destiny called him to the book I got back off Kirsty.
Conversation:
Me: [Puts book on the side after returning from friends]
Jamie: That's a big book
Me: [Titls head] Darren Shan? Nah, that's three books in one.
Jamie: Oh. cool.
I left the room to make tea, I come back and he's reading the first page. He doesn't say anything about it until about an hour later.
Jamie: Can I...borrow that book?
Me: Sure, did you like it?
Jamie: [smiles] It reminds me of me when I was a kid, the first chapter. And I like the writing style.
- So we have a new Darren Shan fan in my friendship group, and Jamie has yet to find out how awesome it is. XD He loves Dracula, Harry Potter and James Herbert and all things creepy in the writing world. I'm surprised he hasn't read a Neil Gaiman yet. XD
Anyway, He went to Plymouth, I've been trying to write my dissertation, and I got to go to Creative Writing with the Drama Society. I really do love it, but I feel a bit left out at times, though that would be because I don't really know Drama the way they do.
They're doing a performance of Dr. Horrible's Sing A Long Blog this year, I don't know if I have time to perform but I'd love to try. ;___;
Anyway, Jamie got back Tuesday, and then spent an hour with me before taking me to the train station to go home, it was a joyous event to be back of course, but we were all worried about nan, so we didn't know what to think. It all gets very tricky opening up to a family who are very good at opening up - just not about things that seem so delicate right now.
So, Wednesday I get to go visit my old school for the day.Chalfonts was a big part of my life growing up, if It wasn't for my friends, and for my teachers I wouldn't be at uni, and I wouldn't love animation, and I certianlly wouldn't be drawing. So I got to help out my Media teacher all day in his creative diploma classes and in the digital art classes. I surprised him with the knowledge that two of the students in his class were now engaged - the first of his students to do so and we had good fun talking about university and the quirks our tutors had.
I think his feminist lesbian Sci-fiction lecturer just tops my fisherman-Disney freak no nonsense animation tutor.
I was supposed to help out on the Thursday, but OFSTED - for those not in the no, the big people who check if the school is running well and properly was surprising them with a visit for the rest of the week and I wasn't allowed to come in without a CRB check and by all rights, that was fine with me.
I heard later from twitter that the school did Outstanding. I feel proud to be part of Chalfonts in some small little way even now.
So yes, now left more dissertation - Still working on it, and Friday night I finally got to see my nan. It was a fleeting glance, but she was smiling. She was happy to see us. We gave her big bear hugs but I couldn't tell her barely anything because my 10 year old cousin and 7 year old sister came with her and my uncle. They don't know yet and they've been trying to decide who should tell them.
Our plans to watch the Kings Speech with her yesterday was spoilt due to it being fully booked (we got to have coffee and she opened up to saying that she was perfectly fine, but she's really not looking forward to losing her hair) and apparently today her blood pressure is high and she's resting at my uncles for the day, so I don't know if I'll see her today for any length of time either. I just hope I can see her again before Easter. I really hate being so far away from home sometimes, and for this reason.
So, that's the update, a long and annoying one most likely. I go back to Bristol tomorrow, to hand in my dissertation, to celebrate, and then to get on with my animation, because it's only like, 9 weeks from tomorrow, and I've barely started. I'm so terrified I wont get it done to the best of my ability.
And yesh, that's about it...now, I wonder how much more I can just put 'I love Harry Potter' in my dissertation...for another 1000 words...hmmm....
On to this meme. Which I will finish.
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
1. Bad breath. Now you'd think dating a smoker there is an issue there and sometimes there is, but I just give him the crazy eye. and he goes to find a chewing gum or brush his teeth. Considering that's the only thing I get 'ewww' about well, what can I say? I like crazy bespectacled receding hat wearing dorks?
2. Someone who is unable to allow someone to have another opinion. I have a few friends like this and I can understand that it's taste and I'm sure people think I don't like other peoples opinion. We're only human. The part I hate is when someone will judge you for having a different view that I just can't stand.
3. Lack of a sense of humour. If you can't laugh with me, and I laugh at really stupid stuff, how can I spend time with you?
4. Lack of manners. There's being rude, and then there's just not having manners at all. Please and thank you go a long way.
1. Imagination. I think it's one thing all my boyfriends have definitely have had in common. They have imagination. From a drama student to just being downright crazy - animation counts for both of those I think. Anyway, if you can't imagine in my mind, it seems like a sad way of living. Most of my time is spent imagining - whether it be what my next home will look like, where I'll be in 10 years, or just imagining what a cat will look like in a dinosaur suit. (Jamie is blamed for that image XD)
2. Eyes. They say the eyes are the window to the soul, and I can't deny that I feel that the truth. The eyes can say alot about a person. JK said Dumbledore's twinkled, and I'm pretty damm sure that eyes do let you feel like you're really looking into a person. So if you've got pretty eyes, you're a keeper. (Most people do have pretty eyes, so I guess that's sort of a bonus round?)
3. Being open with me. Now, this doesn't relate to just dating. If you can be open with me, about your life, your feelings, your emotions then it really lets me know that you trust me, and nothing is more important to me than that. There are times where Jamie needs to tell me something that's on his mind, and I wont know until we're alone and he just rambles it out like no one's nonsense. I'm honoured that he wants to tell me things like that. So yeah, being open and trust counts as one right?
PS: DUDE, I TOTALLY FORGOT.
Jamie and I are dressing up as Remus and Tonks for my 21st birthday on the 24th February. XD And it was SO his idea. XD (Any excuse to but a tweed jacket and a satchel)