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Thursday, 26 March 2009

Well it's Wednesday night and getting pretty late as I write this. By which I mean it's past midnight, which normally wouldn't phase me, but I think that just goes to show the toll that these early mornings and long days at the hospital are taking.

So for those of you who don't know I am now working at West Middlesex hospital. And let's just say right off that I'm enjoying it a LOT more than my last placements, despite the annoying commute. And I met someone, who I can not stop thinking about, but like every other girl in this god forsaken place who's even vaguely interesting, she has a boyfriend. That's all I'll say about that.

A lot of people come up to me and say that my blog is not as revealing or brutally honest as it used to be... well quite frankly that's because so many people read it now! If you want the dirt come get it from me in person, and bring beer.

Moving on, I FINALLY got around to making a big on a flat, to buy, and even though I had the highest bid, i didn't get it for some fucking reason. You see, some rich douchebag came along at the 11th hour with a bid 10,000 pounds less than mine, but all cash, unlike mine. This, for future information, is a much more attractive prospect to a seller, and so they opted to go for this at the expense of the extra 10 grand. Bollocks.

That stung because I really thought that place was the one, but I found a new place today which also looks pretty sweet... mind you it costs a hundred grand more, don't know if I can afford that. Sigh.

Alright so what's good in the world today. I love my new placement, I have a 6-day weekend coming up for Easter, and the next week is full of awesome events like Reynolds bops and inflatable laser quest. Also me and the rest of the crew hit up the Waterside fairly frequently now, man I missed that place, can't wait til it's sunny and I can sit out there in the afternoon.

What sucks? Well quite frankly I am getting a bit tired of Imperial, aside from my friends of course. Uni was not meant to last for more than 3 or 4 years, especially in a place like this. This place wreaks of insecurity and self obsession, aside from a few exceptions. Would you believe, I'm actually loving my stay in halls, with freshers who are a little less jaded than most third years. Good thing I seem to have a pretty good bunch at West Mid with me, which probably explains why I'm enjoying this placement so much more. Also some of the professors you really get the impression are just out there to feed their own egos rather than educate (Meeran).

Of course, every time I say that, something comes along and reminds me why I came here. Catch me on a different day and I'll probably tell you I love it here.

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