Wednesday, 27 March 2013

Countdown to Summer

I've got less than 7 weeks until I finish uni forever! I can't believe how fast it's gone, it only feels like a few weeks ago that my mum and dad packed me and all my things into the back of the car and delivered me to halls. I loved those first few weeks. Meeting so many new people, going new places and trying new things. The best thing was that everyone was in the same boat so no one was "the new girl" or anything, everyone was new.

Nearly 3 years later and I'm counting down the days till I'm free. Don't get me wrong, I've loved most of being at uni, but there are some things I wont miss. Noisy housemates and neighbors, a cold house, no money and deadlines. I'm just excited for the next step now and to be out of education.

I got past the 9000 word point of my dissertation today. The end is in sight! I'm worried that my tutor is going to tell me it's all wrong though. I tried to arrange a meeting with them before the Easter holidays but it's clear that dissertations are at the bottom of his list of priorities. It was optional and he definitely tried to discourage people from doing it. Ah well, three weeks till the deadline, even if it's rubbish there's nothing I can do after that!

I've decided on a family to work with this summer. I went with the one near Barcelona, they live in a lovely town by the coast, the woman sounds lovely and they are looking more for help with the children's English than child care which suits me well. I've just got to wait till loan day (last one ever!) so that I can book my flights. I should really be working in England this summer to pay off my overdraft but hey, life's too short and I want some sun!

I can't wait for some sun and to experience something new. I'm scared though. What if they are the family from hell? What if I hate the place? What if I get bored? I'm just hoopinggg that they are all they seem. I want to be lying on a beach, bikini on (with my amazing beach body that I *will* have... I hope) and listening to some music while I watch the waves crash. Ahhh. Soon.

Better get cracking on some Spanish practice as well. I hope the family doesn't think I can speak it, because I really can't. Donde este la playa? That's about all I can manage right now. 3 years of Spanish lessons at school were clearly wasted on me. I'm hoping things will come back to me when I get into it.

Time to get cracking with the dissertation again. I'm seeing friends and going out tomorrow night so won't get much done over the next couple of days. CAN NOT WAIT to go out. So excited. Planning on starting early and making the most of having the house to myself at the moment. Hello cocktails and loud music! (Sorry Mummy, hope the neighbors don't get too angry!)

On a side note, I'm craving sugar so bad! I've had 2 meals today and I'm trying to be healthy but I WANT CHOCOLATE. Good job there's none in the house and I'm too lazy to walk to the shop.

Kisses

Monday, 25 March 2013

Back Again

Yep, I'm back again. Maybe it's something to do with being home alone and only having cats for company, but I was quite looking forward to another post. Sad? Maybe.

It's 10.30am and I'm already contemplating a nap. I was up at half 8 though which is early for me.

I guess I should do a bit more of an introduction. I read last nights post and realised that it didn't tell you much about me. I'm 22 and a journalism student (last thing I want to do as a career...) I had a gap year and did nothing exciting with it, I'm a year older than most other people in my classes. People said a year doesn't make much of a difference, but I think it does. My closest friends at uni are all my age. Nothing wrong with the ones a year younger, I just feel like they're a bit different to me. Maybe it's more to do with life experience. After working full time and being pretty independent in my gap year I feel like I'm a bit more mature sometimes. I think that I'm shy, but then I'm more capable of going into scary situations than a lot of my "confident" friends. I went to Eastern Europe on my own when I was 20, traveled by myself and everything. No chance of some of my friends doing that. I can't strut into a room full of people and be like "HEEEEY" like some people though.

I'm tall (not giant tall, but tall), a bit on the chubby side (I WILL have a beach body by the time I go to Spain!) but I'm pretty happy with myself. I'm just bored of being stuck in education and excited about freedom. Only a few weeks left till I will be out of education. FOREVER. Unless I go back to do a PGCE or something, but we won't talk about that now.

I wish I could say I had a list of hobbies but I don't. I spent my childhood at the stables horse riding pretty much 24/7. Sold my horse before uni and since then hobbies have been non-existent. Unless you count partying and being hungover as a hobby. I wish I loved running, I really do. I try. Right now I'm so motivated to go for a jog but the pavements are like an ice rink so there is no chance I'm stepping outside today.

I imagine myself strolling down a Spanish beach. Hair wavy, tanned skin, toned body, with a hair braid and an anklet. Maybe it will happen. Maybe it won't. More likely to snag my Spanish husband if it does happen though. Wishful thinking perhaps.

I'm eagerly awaiting loan day so I can go shopping for lovely summer dresses and bikinis (must stop eating chocolate) but for now I'm stuck browsing the internet and buying second hand from Ebay. Woo. I have a job as well but I seem to manage to spend all my money in super fast time with nothing to show for it. I buy food a lot. Maybe that's where I'm going wrong with the beach body thing, but I usually have healthy stuff. Fish is super expensive so I'm going to blame my love of it for my lack of money.

My afternoon will be spent painting my nails and moisturising. How exciting is life. Going to attempt another 1000 words of dissertation this evening too. I will finish it. I hope...

I will sign off as my European friends do with a single word...

Kisses

Sunday, 24 March 2013

1000 Words Later...


So 4 pancakes and 1000 words later I am a happy bunny! I want to have a draft of my dissertation done by the end of the week so I'll have 3 weeks to edit and work on it. If I keep going as I have done this evening then I should be on track.

And I have two offers of places to go to be an au pair this summer. I'm leaning towards one at the moment as it is closer to Barcelona and the money is better. Both families sound lovely though so I am a bit torn!

Two blog posts in one evening. Is this procrastination or is it a new found commitment to blogging? I don't know. Come back in a few weeks and you'll see. I like keeping a record of what I'm doing though. And I think I often bore my friends detailing what I've done all day. Maybe writing a blog will save them from that and the only people that have to listen to me "talking" are the people like you who are choosing to!

Dissertation Hell


So I guess I should start with an introduction, that's how these things work, isn't it?

I'm a final year student. Nearly at the end. YES! I have enjoyed uni, but I don't think I'll be one of these people that's going to be devastated when it's over.

Right now I'm battling through my dissertation. I'm 7000 words in, 5000 words and 3 and a half weeks to go. Help me. I'm so stuck with it, yet I'm wasting my time starting a blog. A blog that we were encouraged to start nearly three years ago when I was a fresher...

I've got less than 2 months left and I hopeeee that afterwards I will be going to Spain to be an au pair for the summer. I think I've got something lined up with a lovely family, but knowing my luck it will all collapse. Fingers crossed though. Then in September I'm starting a job somewhere in Catalunya (near Barcelona) working as a conversation assistant in a school. Exciting stuff.

Until then this blog will probably just be my ramblings about uni and excitement about the summer. Bernard's watch would be great right now, fast forwarding till May would be great right now!

Hopefully anyone reading this will find it amusing (that's if anyone even looks at it...) and if not, I don't really care to be honest! I'll just be impressed if I manage to keep up with writing it.

Right, I'm off to make pancakes. Yet more procrastination. My dissertation is never going to be finished!