FINALLY! After what feels like forever, my dissertation is finished! All I need to do now is print and bind it tomorrow, then hand it in. I feel like I could keep editing it forever, but I decided that enough was enough and just to leave it. Then it took me about 3 years to work out how to do all the page numbering but I got there in the end.
So now it's just everything else to do... But 5 weeks tomorrow I will be getting on the plane and heading off to Spain for 8 weeks. It's just the beginning of lots of exciting things! I'm not going to lie, I am now pretty scared about flying off to Spain to live with strangers. I wish I could skip out the meeting them part and go straight to when I'm a bit settled and know what I'm doing. Just the first couple of days. Ahhhh scary! But I guess being a bit scared is good sometimes. Makes life more exciting.
On a bit of a side note and I'm sorry to write about boys (when do I start referring to them as men? I'm 22 now but I still feel like I'm too young to say I'm interested in men?) again but the friends I always thought I could rely on for being single with me have found themselves love interests. Hello loner. It's not that I want a boyfriend, it would be totally impractical right now, but I don't want anyone else to have them either. All I get is the creeps/ones with girlfriends. MY TURN FOR NICE BOY. Seriously though, I have the worst luck. Always thinking maybe one day... but why do all my friends get nice ones and not me grrr. /end of rant.
I'm giving myself a couple of days off uni work and then it's back to the library. Boring. Not long to go now though!
Kisses
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Tuesday, 16 April 2013
Thursday, 4 April 2013
I can speak Spanish (not)
So it turns out the people I am going to work for in Spain think I can speak Spanish. I can't. I did a couple of years of it in school but barely remember any. SPANISH PANIC. I've given up on uni work and started trying to re learn some of the language. I'm using a site called duolingo which is actually pretty good to say it's free. It does have some odd sentences though like "the duck drinks milk". Do they?
I really need a bit of panic to set in about finishing uni so soon. I just don't care. I'll get my work done but I just can't be bothered to do it that well. My mum's friend spoke to me the other day and said she uses me as an example for her children about how not to get stressed about uni work. She said she thinks I'm very intelligent (thanks) but that I only push myself to about 30% of my ability. Compliment or insult? It's true though. I feel like I cruise through life doing the minimum I need to to do okay. Where is my motivation?!
I met up with an old friend yesterday. She said she thinks I'm going to go to Spain, fall in love with the country and a Spanish man and never come home. I reckon I will come back but if a Spanish man wants to fall in love with me then he can feel free! My plan at the moment is to do my au-pairing, come back for a few weeks, go and work in the school for a year and then bum around in Spain or somewhere exciting till I'm 25 and then I have to come home and actually start real life. What "real life" is, I'm not quite sure yet. So I have 2 and a half years to have fun.
I had this horrible thought yesterday while I was in the bath. What if I end up pregnant in the next few months, can't go to Spain, have to live at home with my mum and her man friend bringing up a screaming baby for the next 20 years? (Mother, if you are reading this, I'm not pregnant and I don't plan to be for a very long time, it was just a thought). That would probably be my worst nightmare right now. Obviously I like children, but only if they belong to someone else. I like to play and then give them back. I want a husband, car, house and job before I even think about popping out a sprog. Definitely one day though. Just one day very far away.
So I've realised, my blog so far has been a long ramble about nothing in particular. I promise to you (if anyone is actually reading this...) that when I finally get to Spain it will be more interesting and I'll be telling you all about the amazing fun I'm having and posting pictures of the sun. Or I could be telling you about the evil family who have tricked me into working from them and I'll be writing my blog from the cupboard that they make me sleep in. I'm hoping it will be the former.
I better get on with some work. It's on the public sphere. What even is that? No idea.
Kisses
I really need a bit of panic to set in about finishing uni so soon. I just don't care. I'll get my work done but I just can't be bothered to do it that well. My mum's friend spoke to me the other day and said she uses me as an example for her children about how not to get stressed about uni work. She said she thinks I'm very intelligent (thanks) but that I only push myself to about 30% of my ability. Compliment or insult? It's true though. I feel like I cruise through life doing the minimum I need to to do okay. Where is my motivation?!
I met up with an old friend yesterday. She said she thinks I'm going to go to Spain, fall in love with the country and a Spanish man and never come home. I reckon I will come back but if a Spanish man wants to fall in love with me then he can feel free! My plan at the moment is to do my au-pairing, come back for a few weeks, go and work in the school for a year and then bum around in Spain or somewhere exciting till I'm 25 and then I have to come home and actually start real life. What "real life" is, I'm not quite sure yet. So I have 2 and a half years to have fun.
I had this horrible thought yesterday while I was in the bath. What if I end up pregnant in the next few months, can't go to Spain, have to live at home with my mum and her man friend bringing up a screaming baby for the next 20 years? (Mother, if you are reading this, I'm not pregnant and I don't plan to be for a very long time, it was just a thought). That would probably be my worst nightmare right now. Obviously I like children, but only if they belong to someone else. I like to play and then give them back. I want a husband, car, house and job before I even think about popping out a sprog. Definitely one day though. Just one day very far away.
So I've realised, my blog so far has been a long ramble about nothing in particular. I promise to you (if anyone is actually reading this...) that when I finally get to Spain it will be more interesting and I'll be telling you all about the amazing fun I'm having and posting pictures of the sun. Or I could be telling you about the evil family who have tricked me into working from them and I'll be writing my blog from the cupboard that they make me sleep in. I'm hoping it will be the former.
I better get on with some work. It's on the public sphere. What even is that? No idea.
Kisses
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