About a girl

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Oh dear God, i've been home for ~24 hours and I can feel my blood pressure rising. Already.

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ps. hello, by the way.

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Hehehehehehehe, merry Christmas Eve!!

NB. what the hell is the music in the background?! It doesn't make me feel Christmas-y at all, just makes me think that there's something wrong with my computer and that it is therefore making a dodgy tinkling sound. Which induces feelings of great discomfort. Anyway, i've turned the sound down. And what is wrong with the snow flakes?! most of them stop half waydown the screen, which is very disappointing!! Haha, i know, I'm a very harsh critic. But bless you for trying

Well, hello again. I realise I have been incredibly tardy with my blog. But surely that makes you 'long' for the next entry, no? Like that dog who gets meat dangled in front of it... and then it starts to salivate... not that I am implying for one single moment, that you are all like dogs who like meat being dangled in front of your eyes like massive... chimes. I have no idea what I am talking about now (well, i have no idea what i'm talking about most of the time...). I'm afraid that University has sucked out all of my imagination. It is most disappointing. Creative percolation (hehe, not coffee :wink: ) has occurred. I. Am. Boring. (or more correctly put, boring-er than usual. Yes yes, am also vocabular-ically challenged, lol).

Isn't it so nice and cold at the moment? I love it! It was gorgeously cold the night I finished my exams (last week). Was the best 'finishing-exams' present. Also, was lovely because massive stress weight had been lifted off shoulders and was therefore able to go into London guilt-free and see all the gorgeous Christmas trees in the City... and see the front of St. Paul's. Which is very nice, btw. I can't believe i've never seen the front of it, even though i've actually been into St. Paul's. Hmmm... have feeling that my teachers thought I was only decent for the back entrance, lol. Realise I sound rather paranoid there :shock: Anyway, yes, am so happy exams are over. Even though they weren't perfect. Exam time was sort of stressful. A loud constant hum in my brain. And not soothing 'white-noise' hum either... just a constant buzzing. Like a humming bird, except shrill, squealy-ish and sort of like a wail. Gosh, am so articulate. I should get prize. A hat, perhaps. Even though I look like massive plonker wearing a hat. Ooooooh, do bumble bees lose their buzz in winter? Or whatever creature it is that buzzes. I don't know, there are so many different types! I know that most of them keel over and die, but i'm sure there must be some survivors. Like that swallow (?) which didn't survive and had to live in London on Nelson's Column... or something like that. It was a story. Obviously a very memorable one I was asking my friend this the other day (the buzzy thing) and she accused me of living in a parallel universe. Pfff, that's so untrue. I am firmly in 'this' world. Anyway, all I was saying was that it's tragic in winter because you can't hear the bumble bees approaching because they lose their buzz. And pff, you're probably going to turn around and tell me that bumble bees don't sting. Oh bugger off, i don't care! :roll: :lol:

Oooh, i ate all by myself yesterday, aren't you proud? I was called into do a shift at work yesterday. Grr, i hate my work. Am so going to get a new job for next summer. And not one where I feel I ought to stuff cocktail sticks up customers noses to do them some good. Anyway, I was also scheduled to meet one of my friend's in the evening as she worksk nearby in some sort of bar-type place. But was also scheduled to meet a group of friends and then go together to see friend at work (because is obviously a sight one must not miss, lol). But due to me going to work, i had some spare time in between work finishing and meeting friends. So I went to get myself some dinner. And gah, was so ghastly sitting there all alone reading the newspaper, but eating solo. Phoned friend up twice to demand that they shimmy their arses quickly out of the door so that I wasn't alone fo rmuch longer. But being girls, they are all pathetically slow (says the girl...) and omg, I finished dinner and they still hadn't left the house! Therefore, I went to see my friend at work first... was chatting to her at the bar... but of course, could not chat continuously as well, she was there to work. So ended up being chatted to by this weirdo who kept on telling me these incredibly unfunny jokes. And you know me, i find a lot of things funny... (i have very low humour standards ) and well, he was just absolutely so not funny. Did not know what to do. Eurgh. Actually, met lots of very weird people yesterday.

Hehe, and then friends arrived. Was so lovely to see them, as had not seen them for 24 hours, lol. And anyway, one friend brought one of her university friends down with her. And, she reckons he likes her. So, being wonderful, tried all evening to encourage him to make his move, as such. Well, my friend and I tried. We being the lovely fairy-godmothers that we are Remember telling him that she (our friend) was loveable, and would he like a tour of her home place? No, i have no idea why we mentioned her 'home place.' And of course, I told him that his life could be compared to cogs. And his cogs weren't quite working because he was missing a tooth. With the implication that our friend was the tooth. Hm, i'm sure he got all the symbolism behind that. He's very clever...

If someone says that they like phoning you because they like hearing your voice, do you think that's odd? What about if they phone you every single day and write you unfunny, un-random texts about absolutely nothing at all? Think I (yes, oh god, me) have a problem. My friend says that I most certainly have a problem, but of course, i've just been trying to ignore it for ages, but is getting to the point where it is slightly irritating. Or at least highly mortifying. My friend has been terribly helpful and described my saga as 'the horror of unrequited love.' Like I said, TERRIBLY helpful. She reckons I should just ignore all hints and that hopefully said problem will get the message. But then she has also handily pointed out that he is very persistent and therefore most probably won't get the message. Arrgghhhh. Btw, this problem isn't just to do with the voice thing. Oh no, it stems much more- like Buttress roots in the rainforest... :roll:

And whilst we are on this distressing subject, my friend has a boyfriend. Whom she dislikes. Immensely. She is wondering how she can dump him, and being absolutely wonderful, I came up with SO many wonderful excuses. All of which she rejected. Some included:

She December is the month for going out with people whose names begin with M (i.e. the boy…) and January is the time for going out with people with names beginning with N. Therefore, goodbye M-man, hello new men (she did point out, quite rightly, that that was incredibly cruel, but another friend suggested that she tell him it was for a bet. Oh yes, cause that softens the blow…)

That he is not bald (but then there is always the fear that he will shave his head and she will have to continue seeing him).

That she doesn’t want to go out with fellow maths students because then she will become too maths-ified.

She could produce a picture of ‘their future children’ by merging pictures of them together… (but she thinks that will only encourage him).

That she has asthma, and that January is the month for excluding potential allergens… and unfortunately, he must undergo ‘the test’ too.

That both of them are like cogs (yes, ok, I do like cogs) and unfortunately, there is a pebble wedged between the cogs, thus symbolising that they just don’t work together.

Another problem is that he has bought her a Christmas present, and she has erm, not. So she is wondering what she can possibly give him. Some of my friends have scared her into thinking that he has given her a ring (small box and what not. Although you can give lots of things in small boxes, like seeds. Anyway… if he has given her a ring, we told her to tell him that she melted it and gave the proceeds to Africa (she said he wouldn’t be amused. Why ever not?!). I told her, in turn, to give him a tree (to which she spluttered: ‘why would anyone give a tree?’ Hmmm… I would quite like to receive a tree one day!!). Or, since there are lots of trees in Cambridge, just to dedicate a tree to him and tell him that whenever she needs to think of him, she’ll go and sit under the tree. And then sneakily, poison the tree, or get the gardener to cut it down. Hopefully he’ll get the symbolism, no?

Anyhoo, must be off. Hope you have enjoyed the insignificant babble that spews from my fingertips. It has been incredibly random, and I do apologise for that (but where else can you read such… ahem, amazing writing?!)

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P.S. ww.amateurtransplants.com Go on, give in to the filth (it’s for a good cause). Have a listen. Song 7 is particularly spectacular

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Mmmm... oranges are THE food of the gods. Forget ambrosia and that rubbish. Sounds sickly sweet and rots your teeth. Anyhoo, i'm off to eat an orange now. Mmmm... they are so good. Apparently, one man once ate so many oranges that his body got used to having massive amounts of vitamin C, and when he stopped eating so many, he developed Scurvy and died. I fear I am morphing into that man.

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P.S. not entirely sure how true that story is... seeing as Vitamin C is soluble and the excess is just excreted, no? Meh, at this very moment, I do not actually care.

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Oh my gosh, yes yes, she's back. 3 months later... but oh, what is 3 months compared to... how long Westminster Abbey has been standing? Absolutely nothing.

I feel like an intruder... (note to self: must participate more often), and the forum is... very different. Blue. Like the sea. Well, not really like the sea unless you go somewhere amazing like the Cook Islands. If you look in the sea in most places, it is a murky colour because people keep on dumping crap there. Although i haven't a suggestion for where else you can dump your crap. Definitely Not In My Back Yard. Yes, I am a NIMBY. I'm sorry...

So, how have you been in the last three months? All organs perfectly functioning? I hope so. I am... as per usual. Have since discovered that medicine has more to it than learning about biochemistry (what we did in the first term. I tried to look over some of that stuff today, and omg, i got so bored. I just couldn't do it. I just... couldn't make myself care).
ALSO, I HAVE LEARNT
...not to laugh before having my blood pressure taken, because it makes it sky high, and then people worry that I have 'problems.'
Ditto for people taking my pulse...
...to care less about exams (very bad, but it's a necessity, when you sit in lectures and can feel your pulse rocketing from fear of impending exams).
...more about the opposite sex, and how stupid they can be (even though they probably don't know that you think they are a shi*-head. Sorry ).
...how nice, as friends, the opposite sex can be.
... that I can survive without learning how to 'cook proper food.'
...that life is near-impossible to live if I don't have a hole puncher
...that it I am far too obsessive (although in secret ) when it comes to people I like (must MUST stop that).
...that running around London can be brilliant. Lots of nice places to see.
... that even when you feel like bursting into tears, if you tell yourself not to, you won't.
... that even when people make you really miserable and depressed, you will get over it. They are just fools, and there are lots of people in the world who love you.
... that some people in London think you are a fool (aka pretending you are not there, and hiding behind their upside down book, when you're on the tube for RAG)
... that if I end up as a spinster with 51 cats, I can console myself that at least I am happy and not going out with weird guys, loser guys, i-wanna-get-shot guys, i'm-a-selfish-git guys, lets-sell-our-kids-when-they're-five guys and man-whores.
... that I should probably smile and keep quiet when I talk to my friends... (two of them are on their gap years in a nice far-flung destination, and they were planning to go rafting. But now that they have both seen the falls they have to go over in a small inflated boat with just a helemt and buoyancy aid keeping them in the land of the living... i'm not sure they are so... keen. Oh yes, and I might have scared her, having told her about traumas she could get from hurtling into rocks at 100mph. Pf, some people can be so sensitive about these things! Even when I them that if they don't start wearing suncream they'll get cancer, they freak out going "cancer, CANCER eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeurgh, i'm dying, save me! save me! am i dead yet????!" etc til i tell them i was not really being serious and that a little sunburn never killed anyone. apart from the mannnnnnnnnyyyyyyy people who die from skin cancer every year.
... that if you're reading this at 01:07, you should probably be asleep.
... that there are a zillion more things to learn.

Now, go! Sleep!! And do it well!

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I have nothing remotely medical-y to add to this blog- which I have a feeling this blog is supposed to be about. The ups and down of medical school. Whereas my blog is more about the ups and downs of my mis-hap life, and the wonderings of me. I do apologise if this is not what you expect. But oh well, sod it.

I am in a gloriously cheerful mood at the moment... i have no idea why! Perhaps it stems from a phone call I got today which proves I am not soooooo sub-standard... or that I had a nice chat with my friend today but ahhhh, i feel quite happy, which is nice, considering I was soooo depressed at the end of the term (i think it was being in the geriatric ward for a week. It was just so sad and depressing (mind you, some of the old people are absolutely gorgeously lovely)). Or perhaps it because I have come to realise that I make a very big thing about very small things, and that I shouldn't do that so much. In the last week, I had a friend complain to me, and all i could think was 'how dare you come and complain to me when you treated me so rubbishly and have been ignoring me for a whole three months (more or less a term). Pfffff, you little [insert expletive] head. You fool! Go and fester.' But of course, I am not 'that' type of person, so... i listened. Not that that was much help to them. I do think I need to re-gain some of my old sympathetic self! But I quite like myself this way.

Gosh, did somethin really silly yesterday. Someone sent me a text, which I replied to, except I sent the text to his house phone by mistake, which means that his phone would ring until someone picked it up, and then an electronic voice would read out my message phonetically. That wouldn't be too bad if hadn't been 1am when I sent it, and then the message I sent saying 'shit!' and 'sorry' I also sent to his house phone by mistake too! So I don't think his family would be very pleased with me... oops.

I wish i had more to say. I shall store up all my ramblings next time. I'm sure there will be many- i've been told my brain is... not 'normal' (as my friend so kindly put it...).

Gooooodnighty,