Uni life is now totally over. I moved home on Thursday. I feel like I should have been sadder, but as I left it just felt like I was going home for a few weeks or something. I said goodbye to my housemates and drove off down the road with my dad. Three years and a lot of good times later, it's all finished. I think it'll hit me in the summer when I'm home from Spain for a bit. I already don't feel like I can lounge around in bed all day like I did at uni. I have to get up and do stuff.
I feel like I've got a countdown timer ticking away the time until Spain. I really am looking forward to it, but I wish I had a bit more time. Thursday night my friend stayed over, yesterday I took her to get her tattoo, went shopping, had another friend over for dinner, today I'm sorting things out for moving house/Spain, maybe seeing a friend later, seeing my dad tomorrow, seeing friends and going out Monday, Tuesday will be last minute packing/being hungover and I go Wednesday. I just want a full day of doing nothing :( But I guess I'd rather be doing this and rushing around before going away, than not going away at all.
I'm in one of those situations, you know where you agree to something and then wish you hadn't? It's like that and I don't know what to do about it. I don't want to let the person down, but I don't thinks it's really the best idea... I'm too nice to be mean and back out, but at the same time the thought of doing it makes me so scared. Ahhhh. What to do. It isn't me thinking about backing out of Spain by the way, it's something tonight/tomorrow. And now I'm one of those annoying people who speaks all cryptically. HELP.
I'm off to have lunch and mull over my options. Why am I so bad with situations like this. It should be simple.
Kisses
Showing posts with label University. Show all posts
Showing posts with label University. Show all posts
Saturday, 18 May 2013
Wednesday, 15 May 2013
It's over
Uni is officially over. I'm not sure how to feel about it really. I thought I'd be really happy and excited but I'm actually quite sad about it. I went out last night with my work friends, one of my housemates and her friend. We went for food (I had a chicken burger. I haven't eaten meat since January) then some cocktails and on to this bar which is like our usual Tuesday night place. It was nice. I saw a couple of other course friends and almost got emotional saying goodbye (I never cry, so this is a big thing for me!). I've spent the last 3 years with these people and realistically, I won't ever see a lot of them again. Student life is over. I can't bum around getting student loans, staying in bed all day, having crazy nights out and panic write essays any more. I have to be responsible and go and look after children in Spain and then at some point get a "proper" job.
I've loved uni life. As much as I've complained about things, I have really loved it. First year, living in halls with crazy people, having flat parties, sleepovers in the living room, really random nights out.. One night we just stayed in and played ring of fire and I ended up with a can of beer poured over my head, ate a whole bag of cheesy Doritos and had to listen to this weird guys creepy baby laugh ringtone. I loved nights out where we ended up somewhere totally random like a girls flat where we let her kitten out and we were running round trying to catch it, drinking champagne, cruising round the city in a girl I'd never met's car and my housemate being sick in her hand. One night we all went out and me and one of my housemates got separated from the others, stalked a stranger and followed him into a 24 hour gym, spoke to some freshers for aaages, I "borrowed" someones crutches and then climbed up a cherry picker/crane. We've had nights where we're driven to the 24 hour krispy kreme shop 20 minutes up the motorway, midnight trips to Asda for hair dye and stayed up eating spaghetti hoops at 4am before an exam the next day. I got a job in second year and met some people I know will be friends for life. We got drunk before work and had to serve sweaty moshers until the early hours of the morning, got so drunk at the work Christmas party and left the club, queued for an hour for a taxi by myself and contemplated being sick in my Santa hat. I went for a night out where I work that ended in me getting so drunk, making a fool of myself in front of all the people I work with and left in tears, walked all the way home at 4am and fell out with my friend from work. I've had to run out of a lecture, after making everyone in the row of seats move to let me out because I've been so hungover and had to run off in the middle of serving a customer to be sick. I am a classy girl.
I'm moving out of my house tomorrow and that's it. No more uni. I can't believe how fast it's come round. Now that it's over I'm already wishing I'd done more with my time. It's been the best 3 years of my life though.
York yesterday was a lot of fun. I met up with my best friend who I've known since I was 4. When we're together we revert back to being children and it's so much fun. She gave me my birthday/going away present and I opened it when I got home and it was a box full of loads of little things like some jewellery, hair stuff, make up, snacks, a little journal and a card. I almost cried a bit. And like I said before, I never cry. Emotional day! I got my converse too so it was a good day all round.
I'm still in bed now. I should get up and finish packing and go and buy some food. But I'm so comfy and it's my last day in a student house so I'm making the most of it!
Kisses
I've loved uni life. As much as I've complained about things, I have really loved it. First year, living in halls with crazy people, having flat parties, sleepovers in the living room, really random nights out.. One night we just stayed in and played ring of fire and I ended up with a can of beer poured over my head, ate a whole bag of cheesy Doritos and had to listen to this weird guys creepy baby laugh ringtone. I loved nights out where we ended up somewhere totally random like a girls flat where we let her kitten out and we were running round trying to catch it, drinking champagne, cruising round the city in a girl I'd never met's car and my housemate being sick in her hand. One night we all went out and me and one of my housemates got separated from the others, stalked a stranger and followed him into a 24 hour gym, spoke to some freshers for aaages, I "borrowed" someones crutches and then climbed up a cherry picker/crane. We've had nights where we're driven to the 24 hour krispy kreme shop 20 minutes up the motorway, midnight trips to Asda for hair dye and stayed up eating spaghetti hoops at 4am before an exam the next day. I got a job in second year and met some people I know will be friends for life. We got drunk before work and had to serve sweaty moshers until the early hours of the morning, got so drunk at the work Christmas party and left the club, queued for an hour for a taxi by myself and contemplated being sick in my Santa hat. I went for a night out where I work that ended in me getting so drunk, making a fool of myself in front of all the people I work with and left in tears, walked all the way home at 4am and fell out with my friend from work. I've had to run out of a lecture, after making everyone in the row of seats move to let me out because I've been so hungover and had to run off in the middle of serving a customer to be sick. I am a classy girl.
I'm moving out of my house tomorrow and that's it. No more uni. I can't believe how fast it's come round. Now that it's over I'm already wishing I'd done more with my time. It's been the best 3 years of my life though.
York yesterday was a lot of fun. I met up with my best friend who I've known since I was 4. When we're together we revert back to being children and it's so much fun. She gave me my birthday/going away present and I opened it when I got home and it was a box full of loads of little things like some jewellery, hair stuff, make up, snacks, a little journal and a card. I almost cried a bit. And like I said before, I never cry. Emotional day! I got my converse too so it was a good day all round.
I'm still in bed now. I should get up and finish packing and go and buy some food. But I'm so comfy and it's my last day in a student house so I'm making the most of it!
Kisses
Monday, 13 May 2013
I'm free (part 2)
So. My first day of being "free" and I'm just sitting in bed. I don't know what to do with myself at all. I feel like I should be doing an essay or at least thinking about it... I just thought I'd have this massive feeling of relief and excitement but I don't. I really, really just want to go home but I've promised I'll stay to go out for a meal tomorrow evening so I can't go home until Wednesday.
I'm going to York tomorrow though to meet up with my best friend. It's the last time I'll see her until I get back from Spain in August. I wish I actually had money to spend though. I want to buy some converse, so that's £40, the train is £7.50 and then I need to buy lunch etc and then go out for a meal tomorrow night. Expensive day. Plus I currently have £18 in my bank. Hmmm. I really don't want to have to ask my parents for money. I'm 22, I shouldn't still be relying on them. It really annoys me that a lot of my friends say they're all independent etc but still rely on parents to pay their rent or bail them out when they've spent all their money on nights out. If your parents can/want to help then fine, but 1, don't bang on about it all the time and 2, don't pretend that you're an adult and can handle your finances etc when you can't control your spending and have to run back to them at the end of each month. I'm not saying I'm great with money, I'm really not, but I try to make sure the important things are paid and usually the things I can't afford at the end of the month are just the things that I want, don't need. I have a bit of money saved, but I'm hoping I won't have to spend this while I'm in Spain as I'll be getting paid for au pairing. I do need to find the money to buy a graduation dress at some point though. We get our house deposit back at some point over the summer so at least I have that to look forward to.
I keep imagining the day I go to Spain. I'll be fine until my mum leaves me at the airport and then I'll get nervous. I don't like flying and then when I get off the plane, I'm going to have the awkward hunt around the airport for my host family, then the awkward meeting, then the awkward car journey home, then the awkward evening, then the awkward breakfast the next day... I don't cope well with awkward. At all. When will it become normal? After a day, a week, a month? What if they expect me to speak Spanish? I can't. What if they want me to do things I can't do? What if they're mean to me? There's a little bit of me thinking I should have stayed in England and bummed around for the summer before I move to Spain in September.. But then I guess I'd have been bored, poor and the weather will probably be bad. I'm just hoping it all goes smoothly, I fit in with them well, I meet other young people to hang out with (how do I do this? Hang around other young people and hope they'll talk to me??) and enjoy the summer. One week and 2 days. How fast has that come round? I started my blog not even sure if/when I was going to get an au pair job and now I'm so close to actually going. Crazy!
I've been offered the chance to go back to Romania in August as well. I'm not sure if my dad will let me go back after last time (can he stop me? I'm 22...) and if it's even a good idea. I might just see how I feel after Spain and think about going out for a week or 2.
What should I do today? All I need to do is pack my last few bits and finish off cleaning the kitchen. Everyone else still have assignments and exams to do so I'm just floating around on my own. I should go into uni and pay my library fine, but can I be bothered to walk alllll the way in just for that? Probably not. I might just watch loads of films. Actually, I've watched nearly every episode of Teachers, maybe I should watch the last few before I leave uni. My life better get more exciting than this. Last semester was good, lots of going out and excitement. This semester has been full of stress and planning. People reading my blog (if there is anyone? Even just one reader...) must think I am so dull. I might write my Romania post today, add a bit of excitement.
Hmmm. What to do, what to do.
Kisses.
I'm going to York tomorrow though to meet up with my best friend. It's the last time I'll see her until I get back from Spain in August. I wish I actually had money to spend though. I want to buy some converse, so that's £40, the train is £7.50 and then I need to buy lunch etc and then go out for a meal tomorrow night. Expensive day. Plus I currently have £18 in my bank. Hmmm. I really don't want to have to ask my parents for money. I'm 22, I shouldn't still be relying on them. It really annoys me that a lot of my friends say they're all independent etc but still rely on parents to pay their rent or bail them out when they've spent all their money on nights out. If your parents can/want to help then fine, but 1, don't bang on about it all the time and 2, don't pretend that you're an adult and can handle your finances etc when you can't control your spending and have to run back to them at the end of each month. I'm not saying I'm great with money, I'm really not, but I try to make sure the important things are paid and usually the things I can't afford at the end of the month are just the things that I want, don't need. I have a bit of money saved, but I'm hoping I won't have to spend this while I'm in Spain as I'll be getting paid for au pairing. I do need to find the money to buy a graduation dress at some point though. We get our house deposit back at some point over the summer so at least I have that to look forward to.
I keep imagining the day I go to Spain. I'll be fine until my mum leaves me at the airport and then I'll get nervous. I don't like flying and then when I get off the plane, I'm going to have the awkward hunt around the airport for my host family, then the awkward meeting, then the awkward car journey home, then the awkward evening, then the awkward breakfast the next day... I don't cope well with awkward. At all. When will it become normal? After a day, a week, a month? What if they expect me to speak Spanish? I can't. What if they want me to do things I can't do? What if they're mean to me? There's a little bit of me thinking I should have stayed in England and bummed around for the summer before I move to Spain in September.. But then I guess I'd have been bored, poor and the weather will probably be bad. I'm just hoping it all goes smoothly, I fit in with them well, I meet other young people to hang out with (how do I do this? Hang around other young people and hope they'll talk to me??) and enjoy the summer. One week and 2 days. How fast has that come round? I started my blog not even sure if/when I was going to get an au pair job and now I'm so close to actually going. Crazy!
I've been offered the chance to go back to Romania in August as well. I'm not sure if my dad will let me go back after last time (can he stop me? I'm 22...) and if it's even a good idea. I might just see how I feel after Spain and think about going out for a week or 2.
What should I do today? All I need to do is pack my last few bits and finish off cleaning the kitchen. Everyone else still have assignments and exams to do so I'm just floating around on my own. I should go into uni and pay my library fine, but can I be bothered to walk alllll the way in just for that? Probably not. I might just watch loads of films. Actually, I've watched nearly every episode of Teachers, maybe I should watch the last few before I leave uni. My life better get more exciting than this. Last semester was good, lots of going out and excitement. This semester has been full of stress and planning. People reading my blog (if there is anyone? Even just one reader...) must think I am so dull. I might write my Romania post today, add a bit of excitement.
Hmmm. What to do, what to do.
Kisses.
Sunday, 12 May 2013
I'M FINISHED
I'VE FINISHED UNI!
After getting up at 7.30am after not enough sleep (work, then drunk housemates woke me up...) I got up to go to an event in town to take photos to add to my portfolio website. When I got home I had a final read of my essay, added my pictures to the site and submitted it all. Finished. I thought I'd be more excited than this, but I just don't know what to do with myself. I spent the rest of the day restlessly lounging in bed, packing to move out and cleaning. I'm so ready to go home but I've got to wait until Wednesday. Then I have exactly a week until Spain!
Insanely tired now though, so that's all for tonight. Cannot wait to go to sleep. Shower, then catch up on The Voice and then bed. Zzzzzzzz.
Kisses
After getting up at 7.30am after not enough sleep (work, then drunk housemates woke me up...) I got up to go to an event in town to take photos to add to my portfolio website. When I got home I had a final read of my essay, added my pictures to the site and submitted it all. Finished. I thought I'd be more excited than this, but I just don't know what to do with myself. I spent the rest of the day restlessly lounging in bed, packing to move out and cleaning. I'm so ready to go home but I've got to wait until Wednesday. Then I have exactly a week until Spain!
Insanely tired now though, so that's all for tonight. Cannot wait to go to sleep. Shower, then catch up on The Voice and then bed. Zzzzzzzz.
Kisses
Friday, 10 May 2013
Am I done?
I've blogged a lot recently. Bit sad really because I don't think anyone actually reads this...
I think I'm done with my uni work. Everything is submitted except one last STUPID essay. I keep reading it thinking I should change bits, but I really don't know what I could change. I'm going to have one last look at it tomorrow and then just submit it. Freedom!
I just want to go home now. I'm supposed to stay until Tuesday and go out for a last night out, then go home on Wednesday which I'm sure will be fun.. but I really want to go now. I'm working tomorrow night and then seeing some old housemates on Sunday so I can't go till Monday, and by then I might as well stay. I know when I get home I'll be complaining that I'm bored, but I just want to be back there and relax for a bit before Spain.
I have to work tonight. We're supposed to work every Friday night if we want any shifts during the week but I've managed to avoid it for weeks. It's so not my kind of thing. Loads of sweaty moshers dancing to heavy metal rock. So not my kind of thing. I've even agreed to start at 8pm instead of 11, which means moving round loads of tables and chairs by myself for 2 hours. Yay. I only have tonight and tomorrow night at work and then I'm finished! I feel like I should be sad, but right now I'm really not.
Wish I had more interesting things to blog about. If anyone is actually reading this, I promise to try and be more interesting once I get to Spain! In my mind it's going to be amazing, I'm going to love the family, meet loads of amazing people, do lots of cool things... but in reality I might hate it. I guess there's no way of knowing until I get there though. Last years summer plans all turned out to be a bit of a disaster. I went away three times. One time I fell out with my friend after leaving her in a Spanish hotel with an American man and no shoes, another I ended up in the only rainy bit of Spain, left early and went to Barcelona and got insanely burnt and then left Romania half way through my time there after nearly getting attacked by a Romanian man with chains and a baseball bat in our apartment. So altogether not great. I just don't want that to happen again. Hoping for some good luck this time.
Better get ready for work now. Preparing myself for a long night of awful music. Earplugs will definitely be coming out tonight.
Kisses
I think I'm done with my uni work. Everything is submitted except one last STUPID essay. I keep reading it thinking I should change bits, but I really don't know what I could change. I'm going to have one last look at it tomorrow and then just submit it. Freedom!
I just want to go home now. I'm supposed to stay until Tuesday and go out for a last night out, then go home on Wednesday which I'm sure will be fun.. but I really want to go now. I'm working tomorrow night and then seeing some old housemates on Sunday so I can't go till Monday, and by then I might as well stay. I know when I get home I'll be complaining that I'm bored, but I just want to be back there and relax for a bit before Spain.
I have to work tonight. We're supposed to work every Friday night if we want any shifts during the week but I've managed to avoid it for weeks. It's so not my kind of thing. Loads of sweaty moshers dancing to heavy metal rock. So not my kind of thing. I've even agreed to start at 8pm instead of 11, which means moving round loads of tables and chairs by myself for 2 hours. Yay. I only have tonight and tomorrow night at work and then I'm finished! I feel like I should be sad, but right now I'm really not.
Wish I had more interesting things to blog about. If anyone is actually reading this, I promise to try and be more interesting once I get to Spain! In my mind it's going to be amazing, I'm going to love the family, meet loads of amazing people, do lots of cool things... but in reality I might hate it. I guess there's no way of knowing until I get there though. Last years summer plans all turned out to be a bit of a disaster. I went away three times. One time I fell out with my friend after leaving her in a Spanish hotel with an American man and no shoes, another I ended up in the only rainy bit of Spain, left early and went to Barcelona and got insanely burnt and then left Romania half way through my time there after nearly getting attacked by a Romanian man with chains and a baseball bat in our apartment. So altogether not great. I just don't want that to happen again. Hoping for some good luck this time.
Better get ready for work now. Preparing myself for a long night of awful music. Earplugs will definitely be coming out tonight.
Kisses
Thursday, 9 May 2013
So close but so far
I'm so close to finishing my uni work. SO CLOSE. But finishing things off is harder than I thought it would be. It's more that I can't find the motivation to do it (no change there then..) which is stupid. The motivation should be finishing uni. Really, I could have my work finished and submitted tonight. Then that would be it. No more uni. But I just can't make myself do it. And I find it hard to know when I'm finished, I could keep editing more and more until I run out of time. I have an essay to edit, a curation piece to finish, my portfolio to finalise and then I'm done. Not a lot at all. But right now all I can think about is going to buy milkybar buttons from the shop. But I won't. I managed to pretty much inhale a big bar of dairy milk the other night and I can't let it happen again.
I've pretty much waved goodbye to my beach body. My willpower is 0. Looks like I'll be spending my summer in some kind of old lady kaftan, hiding in the shadows on the beach. I had such good intentions. How will I find Jose or Pablo (my Spanish husband-to-be) if I look like a beached whale. Ok I'm not quite at whale point, but I'm not ready to strut down the beach like some kind of movie star. I'm thinking about getting a spray tan before I go. But then the depressing thing is I will probably leave England more tanned than I will be when I come home after 8 weeks in the sun.
8 weeks. I'm starting to feel like that's quite a long time. I've been away for 5 weeks before but even when I'm at uni I go home every three or four weeks for a few days. I guess I need to get used to it though, when I leave in September I won't be home again till Christmas and after that, it will probably be Easter or the summer. Hopefully I'll be having too much fun to notice.
Grumpy grumpy. I'm going to sit and try and do some work now. I'm so sleepy. I've been at work today and walked home in the rain and got wet feet. All I want to do is eat chocolate and watch some rubbish TV.
5 days to go...
Kisses
p.s. I got my hair cut. It wasn't too much of a disaster. I quite like it actually. If anything I'd have liked it a bit shorter but I couldn't bring myself to ask them..
I've pretty much waved goodbye to my beach body. My willpower is 0. Looks like I'll be spending my summer in some kind of old lady kaftan, hiding in the shadows on the beach. I had such good intentions. How will I find Jose or Pablo (my Spanish husband-to-be) if I look like a beached whale. Ok I'm not quite at whale point, but I'm not ready to strut down the beach like some kind of movie star. I'm thinking about getting a spray tan before I go. But then the depressing thing is I will probably leave England more tanned than I will be when I come home after 8 weeks in the sun.
8 weeks. I'm starting to feel like that's quite a long time. I've been away for 5 weeks before but even when I'm at uni I go home every three or four weeks for a few days. I guess I need to get used to it though, when I leave in September I won't be home again till Christmas and after that, it will probably be Easter or the summer. Hopefully I'll be having too much fun to notice.
Grumpy grumpy. I'm going to sit and try and do some work now. I'm so sleepy. I've been at work today and walked home in the rain and got wet feet. All I want to do is eat chocolate and watch some rubbish TV.
5 days to go...
Kisses
p.s. I got my hair cut. It wasn't too much of a disaster. I quite like it actually. If anything I'd have liked it a bit shorter but I couldn't bring myself to ask them..
Tuesday, 7 May 2013
Money
I just had the horrible task of checking my bank balance. I knew there wasn't going to be a lot.. but I literally have hardly anything. By the time I've paid my last lot of bills for the house I have nothing. Where does it all go? Why can't I control my spending? I don't even feel like I've spent much. I have worked quite a bit, but they're such short shifts I don't actually end up with much at all. Rubbish. There goes my plans of having my eyelashes tinted, buying some new shoes, replacing my laptop battery...
Oh no. I just remembered I have a hair cut booked for tomorrow. And no money to pay for it. You'd think after 3 years of living away from home I'd have learnt to budget a bit better. Maybe my parents will shower me with money for a graduation present. Probably not but I can imagine it for now.
I really wanted to buy some converse as well.
I've got my practical session for one of my modules today. It's worth 50 or 60% of the module so I need to do well. I'm being a "presenter". Don't know why, I hate being in front of the camera. I don't know what to wear either. Or what I'm supposed to say. But after this I only have 2 modules left to finish off. I think one of them is done but my tutor won't email back to confirm something and wants me to go in on Thursday, but I'm working. Stress. If I've got it right, then fine. If I've got it wrong then I'll lose too many marks. Why is it so hard :( Plus I'm over the word count. I'm getting to the point where I don't even care.
ONE WEEK TODAY UNTIL UNI IS FINISHED!
Kisses
Oh no. I just remembered I have a hair cut booked for tomorrow. And no money to pay for it. You'd think after 3 years of living away from home I'd have learnt to budget a bit better. Maybe my parents will shower me with money for a graduation present. Probably not but I can imagine it for now.
I really wanted to buy some converse as well.
I've got my practical session for one of my modules today. It's worth 50 or 60% of the module so I need to do well. I'm being a "presenter". Don't know why, I hate being in front of the camera. I don't know what to wear either. Or what I'm supposed to say. But after this I only have 2 modules left to finish off. I think one of them is done but my tutor won't email back to confirm something and wants me to go in on Thursday, but I'm working. Stress. If I've got it right, then fine. If I've got it wrong then I'll lose too many marks. Why is it so hard :( Plus I'm over the word count. I'm getting to the point where I don't even care.
ONE WEEK TODAY UNTIL UNI IS FINISHED!
Kisses
Thursday, 2 May 2013
The sun is out!
So I'm still struggling with my essay. I'm now 1,896 words into a 3,000 word essay. I thinkkk I know where I'm going with it now but I'm not sure. Really really want a draft done by the end of the day, but drinks in a beer garden are so much more tempting! My housemate and I decided we'll have a break at 2pm to go for a (non-alcoholic!) drink at the pub, before coming back and doing more work. Going to dig out the sunglasses now!
More excitingly, this time in 3 weeks I'll be in Spain! YES! Finally. (That also means less than 2 weeks until uni is finished but I won't talk about that now... OMG). My new favorite way to procrastinate is to search the internet for fun things to do, places to go etc in the town I'll be staying in. I CAN'T WAIT! It looks like such a cool place. I was looking at some of the clubs and some don't open until 3am. WHAT?! Usually by half 1 I'm getting sleepy and thinking about home. Seriously going to have to start training myself to stay up late. So so excited. I'm really looking forward to meeting the family as well, just still hoping we get along!
I got and email from a summer camp in Spain asking if I'd like to work for them for a few weeks in August which would suit me really well. Only problem is the flights are crazy expensive. I'm going to email and see if they cover the cost. Doubt it, but worth a try!
The sun, the fact I'm so close to finishing uni and going to Spain and life being good in general = a happy me!
Currently listening to this old favorite:
More excitingly, this time in 3 weeks I'll be in Spain! YES! Finally. (That also means less than 2 weeks until uni is finished but I won't talk about that now... OMG). My new favorite way to procrastinate is to search the internet for fun things to do, places to go etc in the town I'll be staying in. I CAN'T WAIT! It looks like such a cool place. I was looking at some of the clubs and some don't open until 3am. WHAT?! Usually by half 1 I'm getting sleepy and thinking about home. Seriously going to have to start training myself to stay up late. So so excited. I'm really looking forward to meeting the family as well, just still hoping we get along!
I got and email from a summer camp in Spain asking if I'd like to work for them for a few weeks in August which would suit me really well. Only problem is the flights are crazy expensive. I'm going to email and see if they cover the cost. Doubt it, but worth a try!
The sun, the fact I'm so close to finishing uni and going to Spain and life being good in general = a happy me!
Currently listening to this old favorite:
I LOVE SUMMER!
Kisses
Sunday, 28 April 2013
Essay Hell
I can't do it. I really really can't. I've found things hard before but I literally don't know what I'm doing with this one. It's partly my own fault for not going to all the lectures and seminars but it's SO HARD. I've got just over 2 weeks to do it, I'm a third of the way through and I can't think of any more to write. Plus the book I need for it needs to be back in the library tomorrow as someone has a hold on it. Is it really bad to just keep it and pay the fine? Feel a bit bad on whoever needs it but I need it too!
On a happier note, I have 16 days left until I finish uni!! 3 years has flown by and I am so excited to never have to write an assignment again. 16 days till I finish also means it's not long until I have to pack up and move out of my uni house. I'm going to miss living with my friends, even if one of them does drive me crazy. I should really start sorting things out ready to pack but I don't know where to start with it all. I need to arrange for my dad to come and collect me and all my things as well. It's like the end of an era. No more lazy days lying in bed till the afternoon, no more student budgeting, no more crazy nights out 5 nights a week (I say this as if it's a regular thing. It's not. I'm boring now and don't go out so much but still, it's part of the student life...) and no more going to uni. It also means I have to leave my job as well. As much as I hate it sometimes, I do enjoy it. I've been there 2 years and met some people who will be friends for life (BFFL woo). It's been such a good job as well, if I don't feel like working one week I don't have to and the next week I could work 4 shifts. Super flexible!
It feels weird that I'm going to Spain in 3 and a bit weeks. I haven't spoken to the family since I booked my flights and I don't know if that is normal? I don't want to keep emailing them, but at the same time I don't want to not get in touch incase they think I don't want to go anymore or something. There's no instructions on how to do this! I need like a step by step guide to help me. Maybe after I've done it I could write one... I really can't wait now. I'm looking forward to a break from uni and I'm planning on trying to get really involved in their family life. Also so excited about September when I move to Spain properly. I keep looking at my suitcase and getting butterflies. Eeeee not long now :) The job makes me feel a bit nervous though. I've taught before and I was completely alone with a class of up to 30 Romanian children, so in theory the job in Spain should be simpler than that... but i'm still a bit worried about it all. I want to find out about other people doing the same thing as me. Apparently there is going to be around 150 people all going out at the same time. I'm hoping they're fun and I make some good friends. Also wan't to find out where I'll be living as well. It could be anywhere in Catalonia, I'd love to be in Barcelona though. There's a little bit of my that will be disappointed if I'm not, but I guess anywhere in Spain will be better than nowhere.
Looking forward to the day when I can blog about heading off to the airport, about to start my adventures. My mums taken the day off work to take me so I'm hoping we can do something nice like go for lunch before I head off. I'm secretly a bit scared of flying. Especially when I have to go alone. I've flown on my own 4 times but I like to have someone there to hold my hand. If I let myself think about it too much I feel like I might get a bit panicky so I'll stop now. Doesn't help that I had a dream last night that I was on a plane that kept having issues taking off and then when it finally did, we landed in the sea. SCARY TIMES.
Kisses
On a happier note, I have 16 days left until I finish uni!! 3 years has flown by and I am so excited to never have to write an assignment again. 16 days till I finish also means it's not long until I have to pack up and move out of my uni house. I'm going to miss living with my friends, even if one of them does drive me crazy. I should really start sorting things out ready to pack but I don't know where to start with it all. I need to arrange for my dad to come and collect me and all my things as well. It's like the end of an era. No more lazy days lying in bed till the afternoon, no more student budgeting, no more crazy nights out 5 nights a week (I say this as if it's a regular thing. It's not. I'm boring now and don't go out so much but still, it's part of the student life...) and no more going to uni. It also means I have to leave my job as well. As much as I hate it sometimes, I do enjoy it. I've been there 2 years and met some people who will be friends for life (BFFL woo). It's been such a good job as well, if I don't feel like working one week I don't have to and the next week I could work 4 shifts. Super flexible!
It feels weird that I'm going to Spain in 3 and a bit weeks. I haven't spoken to the family since I booked my flights and I don't know if that is normal? I don't want to keep emailing them, but at the same time I don't want to not get in touch incase they think I don't want to go anymore or something. There's no instructions on how to do this! I need like a step by step guide to help me. Maybe after I've done it I could write one... I really can't wait now. I'm looking forward to a break from uni and I'm planning on trying to get really involved in their family life. Also so excited about September when I move to Spain properly. I keep looking at my suitcase and getting butterflies. Eeeee not long now :) The job makes me feel a bit nervous though. I've taught before and I was completely alone with a class of up to 30 Romanian children, so in theory the job in Spain should be simpler than that... but i'm still a bit worried about it all. I want to find out about other people doing the same thing as me. Apparently there is going to be around 150 people all going out at the same time. I'm hoping they're fun and I make some good friends. Also wan't to find out where I'll be living as well. It could be anywhere in Catalonia, I'd love to be in Barcelona though. There's a little bit of my that will be disappointed if I'm not, but I guess anywhere in Spain will be better than nowhere.
Looking forward to the day when I can blog about heading off to the airport, about to start my adventures. My mums taken the day off work to take me so I'm hoping we can do something nice like go for lunch before I head off. I'm secretly a bit scared of flying. Especially when I have to go alone. I've flown on my own 4 times but I like to have someone there to hold my hand. If I let myself think about it too much I feel like I might get a bit panicky so I'll stop now. Doesn't help that I had a dream last night that I was on a plane that kept having issues taking off and then when it finally did, we landed in the sea. SCARY TIMES.
Kisses
Tuesday, 16 April 2013
Dissertation is FINISHED
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
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
Friday, 12 April 2013
5 and a half weeks to go!
So I've got five and a half weeks to go and I still have an insane amount of stuff to do before I leave. I'm hoping that I'll have my dissertation done by the next time I write on here. I have so little left to do on it that it's hard to motivate myself to get started. I really want to have it done by the end of today and then I can have a weekend off uni work and the guilt I get when I don't do any!
I've started thinking about what to take to Spain. It's only 8 weeks so I'm lucky I don't have to pack everything, but come September when I'm off for a year I'm worried how I'll get everything in! I only have 15kg luggage allowance for the summer which really isn't much. The things on my list so far are:
A few dresses
2 pairs of jeans
Some nice tops
A jacket
A hoody
A couple of cardigans
Sandals
Bikini's (although my beach body isn't getting any closer right now!)
Converse
And then stuff like my hair straighteners, laptop, toiletries etc. Doesn't seem like a lot, but I went away last year with 15kg allowance and it was hard to keep it under! I don't know what suitcase to take either. I have my new giant one, a smaller slightly broken one or a little one... None of them really seem right but I can't afford another!
I really really really hope the family is nice. I've read some horror stories about crazy families and I just want someone friendly, who doesn't make me work too hard and lets me do what I want with my free time. Guess I'm going to just have to wait and see.
I'm a little bit sad I'm going away so soon after finishing uni. My friends are all staying around uni to make the most of the last few weeks of being a student and I'll miss out. But then I guess I'll be earning money, getting a tan and exploring while they're spending money, getting drunk and it will probably be raining.
SO EXCITED!!
Kisses
I've started thinking about what to take to Spain. It's only 8 weeks so I'm lucky I don't have to pack everything, but come September when I'm off for a year I'm worried how I'll get everything in! I only have 15kg luggage allowance for the summer which really isn't much. The things on my list so far are:
A few dresses
2 pairs of jeans
Some nice tops
A jacket
A hoody
A couple of cardigans
Sandals
Bikini's (although my beach body isn't getting any closer right now!)
Converse
And then stuff like my hair straighteners, laptop, toiletries etc. Doesn't seem like a lot, but I went away last year with 15kg allowance and it was hard to keep it under! I don't know what suitcase to take either. I have my new giant one, a smaller slightly broken one or a little one... None of them really seem right but I can't afford another!
I really really really hope the family is nice. I've read some horror stories about crazy families and I just want someone friendly, who doesn't make me work too hard and lets me do what I want with my free time. Guess I'm going to just have to wait and see.
I'm a little bit sad I'm going away so soon after finishing uni. My friends are all staying around uni to make the most of the last few weeks of being a student and I'll miss out. But then I guess I'll be earning money, getting a tan and exploring while they're spending money, getting drunk and it will probably be raining.
SO EXCITED!!
Kisses
Monday, 8 April 2013
Panic Over
They've replied. My flight is booked for the 22nd May and I'm excited!
I went to town today with the intention of going to Boots and then going to the library. Didn't happen. I ended up having lunch and buying a new suitcase. Pretty unproductive, although the suitcase was a bargain and I saved £115! Went for lunch at this amaaazing Mexican place too. I'd tell you where it is but it'll make me a bit less anonymous and I don't want to blow my cover just yet ;)
So flight booked. Suitcase bought. Spanish improving. And now I'm scared. I'm going to live with a family of strangers. What am I doing?! If I'm scared now, I'll be a nervous wreck by the time I get on the plane. Help.
I looked into horse riding near the town I'll be in. I haven't been riding for years and it would be good to give it a go in Spain. 20 euros an hour, so cheaper than England. I'm going to look into things to do around there. I'd like to have a go at some tennis again too if I can. And swim in the warm sea. And sunbathe. And look after the children of course... Ahhh I'm EXCITED!!
I have my dissertation meeting tomorrow (finally) and I'm worried. Frantically trying to make my work sound good. Fingers crossed!
Kisses
I went to town today with the intention of going to Boots and then going to the library. Didn't happen. I ended up having lunch and buying a new suitcase. Pretty unproductive, although the suitcase was a bargain and I saved £115! Went for lunch at this amaaazing Mexican place too. I'd tell you where it is but it'll make me a bit less anonymous and I don't want to blow my cover just yet ;)
So flight booked. Suitcase bought. Spanish improving. And now I'm scared. I'm going to live with a family of strangers. What am I doing?! If I'm scared now, I'll be a nervous wreck by the time I get on the plane. Help.
I looked into horse riding near the town I'll be in. I haven't been riding for years and it would be good to give it a go in Spain. 20 euros an hour, so cheaper than England. I'm going to look into things to do around there. I'd like to have a go at some tennis again too if I can. And swim in the warm sea. And sunbathe. And look after the children of course... Ahhh I'm EXCITED!!
I have my dissertation meeting tomorrow (finally) and I'm worried. Frantically trying to make my work sound good. Fingers crossed!
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
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
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