I’ve been living alone for nearly seven weeks now. It feels longer sometimes. Other times it doesn’t feel as long. Thankfully I have the support of my family in this endeavour because it’s been a rocky start for me. The job that I took to move here was not how it was portrayed in the interview (that was clear from the induction). However, yesterday I started in a new job, and so far, I like it very much. It’s a huge contrast to my first day in the job I moved with!
I’m enjoying living alone. I have independence and freedom. I can have music on loud-ish (not disturbing my neighbours!) and I can stay in bed for as long as I want without being disturbed by others. I don’t have to be considerate of others being asleep when I get up to go to work. I don’t have to tell anyone that I’m going out. I don’t have to tell anyone when I’ll be home. I’m loving that part.
What I love the most is that I can come home and go straight upstairs to the toilet! When I was living at home, as soon as I came in it felt as though I was being fed a million pieces of information about stuff that either doesn’t interest me, has no relevance to my life, or something that I needed to know but I’m not listening properly (because I really want to wee). I love this part the most. But, in a strange way, I also miss this part!
It does sometimes get lonely, but I’m learning to live with that. I put on a DVD, put on my Kindle, look on Facebook, sign into Skype, or go outside. It’s not a sad lonely – I’m past that. But it’s nice that I’m not being taken for granted…
I was sitting in this front room when it was drawn to my attention that there was a very vibrant rainbow. Stupidly, I’d left my camera in the car overnight so I had a misty lens. But I took a photo with my phone.
I wonder what is at the bottom of the rainbow for me? A pot of gold would be nice…
On Saturday I went for a walk with my friend’s brother to a local Nature Reserve. I had sent him a text telling him that I would be taking 2 L of hot chocolate in my flask and for him to bring himself a cup.
I was almost speechless when he took from his bag a can of squirty cream and a packet of wafer straws. If you’re going to have a hot chocolate when in the wilderness, you really ought to do it properly! There really are no excuses…
Today was my Biochemistry of Cell Function exam. I won’t lie – I know that I haven’t done particularly well but I’m hopeful to have done enough.
I got back to Reading train station and I had 50 minutes to spare before my train back to Farnborough North. I asked the guard if I could go through the gates and look in the shops for some food. He let me through.
Maybe I have seen these before but I’ve never taken any interest. M&S sell glasses of wine. Keeping it classy! Saves swigging from the bottle!
I thought about Christmas Carol’s today as there was a carol service happening (which I didn’t attend). I like a Christmas Carol, but my mood today is for something more uplifting and rhythmic than a solemn and sombre Christmas Carol which I traditionally associate with those sung in church.
The first ones that popped into my head was this one, on YouTube.
It’s definitely gotten me into the festive mood!
It’s nearly exam day. We’re currently ten days into December and it feels like everything is next week away. I feel that December is disappearing too quickly.
I have an exam in four days time and I feel completely unprepared for it. No matter how hard I try, the revision is not going well. I thought I had made some progress, but it turns out that although I know the key points, I’m struggling to get them into a coherent narrative – which is what I need to be able to do, seeing as I’m sitting a written exam. It’s not multiple choice – which I’m glad about. With MCQs I have too many options available to me that I start double guessing myself and wind up with stupidly low grades on those.
I kind of lose a ‘day’ of revision due to sleeping. I have a 2-10:30 am shift on Saturday so I must sleep for part of tomorrow, and when I get home on Saturday. That gives me Sunday to do more revision, and also Monday morning to cram in any other extra’s I find myself panicking about. I suppose that my saving grace is that my exam isn’t until 5:30 in the evening.
I also have only two weeks left until Christmas and a ton of night shifts coming up, so I’m wondering when I’ll get to finish my Christmas shopping. I’m trying not to do it online as I find myself spending too much when I do that.
I really am starting to panic a little bit. Although, with my record cards, I feel that if I can absorb the important points, I just need to make sure they’re in the right order in my exam paper, and then hope I pick up points somehow. I’d much rather have a load of essays and coursework to submit instead.
Complaining over for today…
1st December represents a very important date for me. I can begin opening the windows on my advent calendar. What’s more exciting than that? A chocolate a day keeps the doctor away…
1st December also represents that I have 13 sleeps until my big exam. That’s a bit depressing.
December means that I have a run of night shifts leading up to Christmas – which I love. I prefer working the night shift. They fly by quicker. Whilst the rest of the world sleeps, I’m working. I can have a quick look in the shops early in the morning, go home to bed and sleep the day away.
December also means that my brother and I can get the Christmas Tree out and decorate it in our tasteless fashion. I have a feeling that Nanna goes and redecorates it when we’re not looking, but we think it looks terrific when we’ve finished with it.
Most importantly for me, December means that Christmas is just down the road. For me, this means that my next trip to Wales is just over a month away.
I love the run up to Christmas, even if the big day itself feels a bit like an anti-climax. I love the colours, the lights, the music, the smells and the tastes. December is usually always a good month.