So, it's 2.36am Sunday night/Monday morning. And on Tuesday, at midday, I train it to London. From there on it's a week in London before a 6am start next Sunday on a coach to Paris
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And just like that, the things you thought mattered, don't seem to anymore. I find myself making decisions I never thought would cross my mind, and hoping for things I've never really wanted before. But it doesn't matter how random things get, or how much things change, I still can't get rid of me.
Two assistant psychology jobs have cropped up, neither of which require having a degree already. One is ideal, and in Kearsley, the other? Perfect, but in Swindon... yeah
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Today/yesterday has been more than enough for me. I awoke at 10am in the morning and went straight to uni. I had the joys of killing time in the computer room writing my information sheet before a very... interesting meeting with my dissertation tutor where I had to try and explain exactly why I hadn't started it yet even though there's only 5
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Life isn't amazing but it could be a lot worse. Things are still good with Sam (2months today!) even though we're having some tiny little snappy fights at the moment because we're both having a bad week or two at the moment. Roll on Easter holidays I say! But we make up easily and there's none of the immature grudge bearing I've had the mispleasure
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