Back To The Grindstone

Uni was really quite awesome today. I am in a group with a couple of girls I know from the hospital work I did last semester, plus one I’ve done a subject with before, plus two more I didn’t know but everyone is awesome and really cruisey which is fantastic. We went to a cafe for lunch and I had a wine and my friend had a beer and then we had to run up this big hill because we were late for our next session and I felt like yakking, but it was all good.

The only assessment for this subject is a three day conference and a 600 word report. Sweet, I know. Plus they give us free stuff tomorrow and the chance to win a holiday, double sweet! I am used to not knowing anyone from semester to semester as I do my subjects out of order because I changed courses so it’s incredibly exciting to know some girls for a whole year, plus one girl that I get on really well with (and, interestingly, shares the same name as Bestie) is awesome. We pissed around for two thirds of today, not listening to lectures and drinking at lunch time, I loved it! I am busting to go to uni tomorrow so I can hang out with these fun girls some more, I haven’t been desperate to go to uni and see people in years! It’s a shame they all graduate at the end of the year, but not to worry Same Name girl is going to London, so maybe I’ll see her there?

There was a lady with a baby fetus at uni today, it was only two weeks old and still all crunched up like it should be inside someone. Very terrifying. My ovaries ache terribly now (like actually), I think they might be trying to curl up and die. I don’t love babies. I like babies when they are much closer to the toddler end than the newborn end. Any tiny idea I was entertaining of actually being pregnant and carrying a baby has again been shot to hell. I want to adopt, I know that for certain and nothing I’ve heard or read about so far has discouraged me (I know about the conditions, and cost, and time frames) but this whole giving birth business just seems like a terrible idea to me. Seeing Knocked Up did not help on the whole birth thing, see it and you’ll understand.

On the weekend I got the Mika album "Life in Cartoon Motion". I’ve realized I like boys who sing like girls, like Mika, Jake Shears from The Scissor Sisters and Justin Hawkins from The Darkness. I think because they are much easier to sing along to, and I am now at the point that I can’t listen to anything in the car that I can’t sing to. I love singing so much! One day I might grow a set and actually sing in front of people, but until then, I’ll continue to adore driving alone.