lizziec: (carebare grumpy sleeping)
Yesterday was a much better day for a couple of reasons. First, I got out for a bit a couple of times (getting some ginger tea and some peppermint tea, and some water biscuits to help mum with her nausea and vomiting; going to Coulsdon for a little bit of a wander with mum later), and secondly I achieved some stuff. I have a feeling that those things are quite important in making me feel useful and thus better about being here.

Mum had pretty bad nausea and vomiting on Monday and during Monday night, but started to feel better on Tuesday morning, though still very tired. She cancelled some visitors who were supposed to be coming in the morning and rested and managed to eat something, and by Lunchtime felt up to attempting to go out, so we took it in several steps, which seemed to help her. Pension first, then Coulsdon itself. First to Coulsdon Hardware to get a new mop and bucket (having broken mum's mop during the great room tidy project - it was very funny, Phil looked all forlorn and said looking very sad "I could have sworn [the squeegee mechanism] would have worked before I actually broke it...), then as she was still doing ok we went on to the butchers for some sausages for tomorrow night, then as she was still doing ok we went on to the Coffee place that has sprung up in Coulsdon since I moved away/the bypass was built. A cold drink from there and some carrot cake seemed to do wonders for perking mum up, as, I'm pretty sure, did just getting out. The whole trip wiped her out, but she said she felt better for it.

While she had a sleep I went to work playing with the mop trialling the mop, before losing interest mopping the floors in the kitchen and the bathroom, and hoovering all the other floors while I was at it and had the vacuum cleaner out. I'm pretty sure that the kitchen floor is better for it. I hope so anyway, because it was hard work.

My adventures in cleaning did reveal to me some interesting personality traits in my mum's cats though. George, who is enormous and I think likes to think of himself as a bit of a hard man, is a big scaredy cat who is terrified of the vacuum cleaner. When I went near his chosen sitting place with it on he jumped up and ran away. On the other hand, Violet, who is his sister and very petite, wasn't scared of the vacuum or the mop, or the fact the kitchen floor was wet, and stayed put in the kitchen on her chosen worktop the whole time I was working in there. But curiously I found out while was taking a break that Violet is scared of 80's Power Ballads. While I was taking a break and listening to a rather eclectic mix of music, Violet was curled up next to me asleep. Every time an 80's Power Ballad came on, she'd jump up and look a bit freaked out and need some fussing before she'd relax again. It was very cute. And funny. And I'm clearly mean ;)

The rest of the afternoon and evening was spent in my little room again, catching up on various internet things, including the CBB, where I asked for prayers and thoughts to do with this situation and everyone has been overwhelmingly amazing. I can't express how touched I am with the responses, especially towards someone who is largely a lurker now and most people don't know well, but will have a go later at expressing it anyway, because they deserve to know how awesome they are.

Anyway, while I was geeking around with my laptop I became aware of being very cold. I assumed I was just being a big girly wuss, especially as this room is colder than the others because of an air vent in the wall. About half 7 I finally got around to checking on the radiator and it was stone cold at a time when I knew it should be on, and discovered that the gas had run out (I'd forgotten how much of a pain these type of meters could be). Ended up taking the gas card and the electric key down to the place in the valley that tops them up and decided while I was out I'd get a pizza for dinner because I really couldn't be bothered to cook by this time. All this meant I was back a bit later than I otherwise would have been and I walked into a gaggle (if two plus a toddler is a gaggle) of Mormons, so my pizza went cold while we all talked. As most of you know, I'm no longer a Mormon, and my time with them was often rather, um, fraught, but one of the people (Good Guy) who was there is the only one who consistently stood by my family through everything and who still talks to, and is on good terms with us. Which is the reason I didn't shoo him out of the door faster.

Mum resigned from the church finally last year sometime over the Church's interference with California's Proposition 8 last year, and has foregone contact with them (except for Good Guy) for long before that, so it was a bit of a surprise to see this man with his Home Teaching companion. They'd come to offer mum a Priesthood Blessing as apparently when Good Guy saw her on Sunday to see if there was anything he could do, he offered one and mum said she'd think about it.

Anyway, she decided that actually she didn't want one and proceeded to doze through the rest of the visit - good for her - while I chatted because after about 6 years out, and 6 years inactive before, and what they did to me and my family (lots of hurt/bitterness still) that I still don't feel like I can be rude to them. Gah. Still, the visit did result in Good Guy saying he'd do some basic garden maintenance for us, which is good because Phil and I are too busy (and I'm too inept when it comes to garden stuff) and mum too ill to be able to do it ourselves. I also chatted to the Home Teaching Companion about UKC, where he was a student at KLS until 2007, which was quite nice. Alas, I fear I have given away too much of my location to him in my desire to express how much I loved Canterbury. Hope we don't end up with a visit from the missionaries...

When I finally got to my pizza it was lukewarm, fading to cold before the end :( I've no idea how they manage it, but Mormons seem very good at turning up when dinner is nearly or actually ready and then talking until it's cold :(

Currently waiting for the Tesco delivery to arrive and feeling the early and cold today. I'd then go back to sleep and be a big lazy thing, but it's mum's payday and if she feels up to it has a number of things she wants to do.


Much later - Tesco turned up, food is all put away. Think I may have ordered too much. Fridge and Freezer cannae take much more captain! Also managed to have a shower, in preparation for venturing to Croydon later if mum feels up to it.

ETA: 12/07/11 No longer filtered
lizziec: (carebare grumpy sleeping)
Yesterday was a much better day for a couple of reasons. First, I got out for a bit a couple of times (getting some ginger tea and some peppermint tea, and some water biscuits to help mum with her nausea and vomiting; going to Coulsdon for a little bit of a wander with mum later), and secondly I achieved some stuff. I have a feeling that those things are quite important in making me feel useful and thus better about being here.

Mum had pretty bad nausea and vomiting on Monday and during Monday night, but started to feel better on Tuesday morning, though still very tired. She cancelled some visitors who were supposed to be coming in the morning and rested and managed to eat something, and by Lunchtime felt up to attempting to go out, so we took it in several steps, which seemed to help her. Pension first, then Coulsdon itself. First to Coulsdon Hardware to get a new mop and bucket (having broken mum's mop during the great room tidy project - it was very funny, Phil looked all forlorn and said looking very sad "I could have sworn [the squeegee mechanism] would have worked before I actually broke it...), then as she was still doing ok we went on to the butchers for some sausages for tomorrow night, then as she was still doing ok we went on to the Coffee place that has sprung up in Coulsdon since I moved away/the bypass was built. A cold drink from there and some carrot cake seemed to do wonders for perking mum up, as, I'm pretty sure, did just getting out. The whole trip wiped her out, but she said she felt better for it.

While she had a sleep I went to work playing with the mop trialling the mop, before losing interest mopping the floors in the kitchen and the bathroom, and hoovering all the other floors while I was at it and had the vacuum cleaner out. I'm pretty sure that the kitchen floor is better for it. I hope so anyway, because it was hard work.

My adventures in cleaning did reveal to me some interesting personality traits in my mum's cats though. George, who is enormous and I think likes to think of himself as a bit of a hard man, is a big scaredy cat who is terrified of the vacuum cleaner. When I went near his chosen sitting place with it on he jumped up and ran away. On the other hand, Violet, who is his sister and very petite, wasn't scared of the vacuum or the mop, or the fact the kitchen floor was wet, and stayed put in the kitchen on her chosen worktop the whole time I was working in there. But curiously I found out while was taking a break that Violet is scared of 80's Power Ballads. While I was taking a break and listening to a rather eclectic mix of music, Violet was curled up next to me asleep. Every time an 80's Power Ballad came on, she'd jump up and look a bit freaked out and need some fussing before she'd relax again. It was very cute. And funny. And I'm clearly mean ;)

The rest of the afternoon and evening was spent in my little room again, catching up on various internet things, including the CBB, where I asked for prayers and thoughts to do with this situation and everyone has been overwhelmingly amazing. I can't express how touched I am with the responses, especially towards someone who is largely a lurker now and most people don't know well, but will have a go later at expressing it anyway, because they deserve to know how awesome they are.

Anyway, while I was geeking around with my laptop I became aware of being very cold. I assumed I was just being a big girly wuss, especially as this room is colder than the others because of an air vent in the wall. About half 7 I finally got around to checking on the radiator and it was stone cold at a time when I knew it should be on, and discovered that the gas had run out (I'd forgotten how much of a pain these type of meters could be). Ended up taking the gas card and the electric key down to the place in the valley that tops them up and decided while I was out I'd get a pizza for dinner because I really couldn't be bothered to cook by this time. All this meant I was back a bit later than I otherwise would have been and I walked into a gaggle (if two plus a toddler is a gaggle) of Mormons, so my pizza went cold while we all talked. As most of you know, I'm no longer a Mormon, and my time with them was often rather, um, fraught, but one of the people (Good Guy) who was there is the only one who consistently stood by my family through everything and who still talks to, and is on good terms with us. Which is the reason I didn't shoo him out of the door faster.

Mum resigned from the church finally last year sometime over the Church's interference with California's Proposition 8 last year, and has foregone contact with them (except for Good Guy) for long before that, so it was a bit of a surprise to see this man with his Home Teaching companion. They'd come to offer mum a Priesthood Blessing as apparently when Good Guy saw her on Sunday to see if there was anything he could do, he offered one and mum said she'd think about it.

Anyway, she decided that actually she didn't want one and proceeded to doze through the rest of the visit - good for her - while I chatted because after about 6 years out, and 6 years inactive before, and what they did to me and my family (lots of hurt/bitterness still) that I still don't feel like I can be rude to them. Gah. Still, the visit did result in Good Guy saying he'd do some basic garden maintenance for us, which is good because Phil and I are too busy (and I'm too inept when it comes to garden stuff) and mum too ill to be able to do it ourselves. I also chatted to the Home Teaching Companion about UKC, where he was a student at KLS until 2007, which was quite nice. Alas, I fear I have given away too much of my location to him in my desire to express how much I loved Canterbury. Hope we don't end up with a visit from the missionaries...

When I finally got to my pizza it was lukewarm, fading to cold before the end :( I've no idea how they manage it, but Mormons seem very good at turning up when dinner is nearly or actually ready and then talking until it's cold :(

Currently waiting for the Tesco delivery to arrive and feeling the early and cold today. I'd then go back to sleep and be a big lazy thing, but it's mum's payday and if she feels up to it has a number of things she wants to do.


Much later - Tesco turned up, food is all put away. Think I may have ordered too much. Fridge and Freezer cannae take much more captain! Also managed to have a shower, in preparation for venturing to Croydon later if mum feels up to it.

ETA: 12/07/11 No longer filtered
lizziec: (carebare grumpy sleeping)
Yesterday was a much better day for a couple of reasons. First, I got out for a bit a couple of times (getting some ginger tea and some peppermint tea, and some water biscuits to help mum with her nausea and vomiting; going to Coulsdon for a little bit of a wander with mum later), and secondly I achieved some stuff. I have a feeling that those things are quite important in making me feel useful and thus better about being here.

Mum had pretty bad nausea and vomiting on Monday and during Monday night, but started to feel better on Tuesday morning, though still very tired. She cancelled some visitors who were supposed to be coming in the morning and rested and managed to eat something, and by Lunchtime felt up to attempting to go out, so we took it in several steps, which seemed to help her. Pension first, then Coulsdon itself. First to Coulsdon Hardware to get a new mop and bucket (having broken mum's mop during the great room tidy project - it was very funny, Phil looked all forlorn and said looking very sad "I could have sworn [the squeegee mechanism] would have worked before I actually broke it...), then as she was still doing ok we went on to the butchers for some sausages for tomorrow night, then as she was still doing ok we went on to the Coffee place that has sprung up in Coulsdon since I moved away/the bypass was built. A cold drink from there and some carrot cake seemed to do wonders for perking mum up, as, I'm pretty sure, did just getting out. The whole trip wiped her out, but she said she felt better for it.

While she had a sleep I went to work playing with the mop trialling the mop, before losing interest mopping the floors in the kitchen and the bathroom, and hoovering all the other floors while I was at it and had the vacuum cleaner out. I'm pretty sure that the kitchen floor is better for it. I hope so anyway, because it was hard work.

My adventures in cleaning did reveal to me some interesting personality traits in my mum's cats though. George, who is enormous and I think likes to think of himself as a bit of a hard man, is a big scaredy cat who is terrified of the vacuum cleaner. When I went near his chosen sitting place with it on he jumped up and ran away. On the other hand, Violet, who is his sister and very petite, wasn't scared of the vacuum or the mop, or the fact the kitchen floor was wet, and stayed put in the kitchen on her chosen worktop the whole time I was working in there. But curiously I found out while was taking a break that Violet is scared of 80's Power Ballads. While I was taking a break and listening to a rather eclectic mix of music, Violet was curled up next to me asleep. Every time an 80's Power Ballad came on, she'd jump up and look a bit freaked out and need some fussing before she'd relax again. It was very cute. And funny. And I'm clearly mean ;)

The rest of the afternoon and evening was spent in my little room again, catching up on various internet things, including the CBB, where I asked for prayers and thoughts to do with this situation and everyone has been overwhelmingly amazing. I can't express how touched I am with the responses, especially towards someone who is largely a lurker now and most people don't know well, but will have a go later at expressing it anyway, because they deserve to know how awesome they are.

Anyway, while I was geeking around with my laptop I became aware of being very cold. I assumed I was just being a big girly wuss, especially as this room is colder than the others because of an air vent in the wall. About half 7 I finally got around to checking on the radiator and it was stone cold at a time when I knew it should be on, and discovered that the gas had run out (I'd forgotten how much of a pain these type of meters could be). Ended up taking the gas card and the electric key down to the place in the valley that tops them up and decided while I was out I'd get a pizza for dinner because I really couldn't be bothered to cook by this time. All this meant I was back a bit later than I otherwise would have been and I walked into a gaggle (if two plus a toddler is a gaggle) of Mormons, so my pizza went cold while we all talked. As most of you know, I'm no longer a Mormon, and my time with them was often rather, um, fraught, but one of the people (Good Guy) who was there is the only one who consistently stood by my family through everything and who still talks to, and is on good terms with us. Which is the reason I didn't shoo him out of the door faster.

Mum resigned from the church finally last year sometime over the Church's interference with California's Proposition 8 last year, and has foregone contact with them (except for Good Guy) for long before that, so it was a bit of a surprise to see this man with his Home Teaching companion. They'd come to offer mum a Priesthood Blessing as apparently when Good Guy saw her on Sunday to see if there was anything he could do, he offered one and mum said she'd think about it.

Anyway, she decided that actually she didn't want one and proceeded to doze through the rest of the visit - good for her - while I chatted because after about 6 years out, and 6 years inactive before, and what they did to me and my family (lots of hurt/bitterness still) that I still don't feel like I can be rude to them. Gah. Still, the visit did result in Good Guy saying he'd do some basic garden maintenance for us, which is good because Phil and I are too busy (and I'm too inept when it comes to garden stuff) and mum too ill to be able to do it ourselves. I also chatted to the Home Teaching Companion about UKC, where he was a student at KLS until 2007, which was quite nice. Alas, I fear I have given away too much of my location to him in my desire to express how much I loved Canterbury. Hope we don't end up with a visit from the missionaries...

When I finally got to my pizza it was lukewarm, fading to cold before the end :( I've no idea how they manage it, but Mormons seem very good at turning up when dinner is nearly or actually ready and then talking until it's cold :(

Currently waiting for the Tesco delivery to arrive and feeling the early and cold today. I'd then go back to sleep and be a big lazy thing, but it's mum's payday and if she feels up to it has a number of things she wants to do.


Much later - Tesco turned up, food is all put away. Think I may have ordered too much. Fridge and Freezer cannae take much more captain! Also managed to have a shower, in preparation for venturing to Croydon later if mum feels up to it.

ETA: 12/07/11 No longer filtered
lizziec: (npower - orbs wot ben made for me)
There's still snow here today, not as much as most of you but a good inch or so, and more is falling now, meaning UKC is closing at 2pm, and a couple of schools are closing now that were open earlier due to worsening conditions. Our stairs, which have been swept and salted twice since yesterday are overwhelmed with snow again. It's all rather exciting ;)

For readers elsewhere I should explain that here in the UK, especially in the South East corner (and I'm almost as south and east as you can get) we don't usually get snow, especially snow that settles enough to do stuff in due to the jet stream which keeps Britain warm, despite it being on the same longitude as Moscow (I believe). So when it does snow and settles it causes chaos ;)

Our excitement this morning was doubled (or more!) by being able to have a proper play with [livejournal.com profile] benc's Christmas present, Lego Technic set 8275, a Motorized Bulldozer in the snow.

Research suggested it would work very well in the snow, as there are videos of the Lego development team testing one of the development models in the snow, but we still wanted to have a play ourselves. This most recent (and heavy) snow has given us the perfect opportunity.

So we did. Here are the videos to prove it!

First [livejournal.com profile] benc had a go while I filmed:


Then I drove it while [livejournal.com profile] benc filmed:


Picture of ben playing with his shiny )

I think I can safely say that a good time was had by all :)

lizziec: (Stargate SG1 Daniel Jackson)
A bit of an update entry here, using crappy phone camera pictures to show a little of what I've been up to :)

Firstly, due to a deal between mum and Pete I was the agent delivering 43 beers to Pete (and buying said beer), leading to a rather odd looking collection of goods when I made the purchase - 43 beers and a packet of naan bread for our dinner that evening. I'm fairly sure that the collection would have looked a whole lot less odd if it hadn't been for the naan bread.



The clunking of that lot in the car sounded quite dreadful as I accelerated, braked, turned corners... Luckily nothing broke :)



In other news, the Christmas Market is now in town! There's a stall that sells cool keyrings and 3D wooden puzzels. I've got some pictures of the keyrings, but not the puzzels :( Also, not the full spectrum of keyrings - there are lizards and frogs, and elephants, and giraffes and all sorts, all made from natural rubber :)





There's a stall with mulled wine and hot chocolate (regular hot chocolate and hot chocolate with rum or amaretto).



There's also a stall selling all kinds of Wurst, cooked over a barbeque. This stall is ben's favourite! :D



Finally, I took this picture of a very funny card:

NSFW! )

Carols at the Cathedral tonight. I'm really looking forward to it :D It always feels like Christmas is really on its way when we have them. It also really enthralls the history part of me, as we stand in the Nave of the Cathedral with all the lights off, holding lit candles and singing carols, because I feel a real connection to the past - 100 years ago, 400 years ago, 1000 (or so) years ago there would have been people there doing much the same thing. It's hard to articulate, but it feels amazing.
lizziec: (Rocks fall)
Having made it through Edexcel marking and Clearing more or less in one piece I'm now starting to look at jobs and I've found one I want to apply for.

I've become rather stymied by the "Do you consider yourself to have a disability" question. Thing is, I'm much better than I was, I have to be or I wouldn't consider applying for jobs at all and those closest to me wouldn't let me, but I've been off work for a year, and a year long gap doesn't look good on a CV. I'm still seeing my counsellor and I'm still on happy pills, and though I'm winding down visits to my counsellor I'm probably going to be on the pills for at least another year to make sure I'm properly better and try and stop any relapse. Apparently the first year is when I'm most vulnerable to it. My gut says I should declare it, but I also feel like a bit of a fraud for even considering it.

"The University operates under the Two ticks scheme which means we will interview all applicants with a disability who meet the minimum criteria for a job vacancy and consider them on their abilities". This is rather valuable, and I feel it's my only shot at an interview given the huge gap on my CV when I was essentially "doing nothing", but am I really disabled as it's counted?

The University say: When answering this question, please note that under the Disability Discrimination Act 1995 a disability is defined as ‘a mental or physical impairment which has a substantial and long term effect upon your ability to carry out normal day to day activities.’.

[Poll #1246569]

(Please post any expansion on this or thoughts in comments below)

I can't help but feel that this would all be easier if I were visibly physically disabled.

Any (helpful) advice or comments you lot could give would be really great. I'm feeling very mixed up about this, and a tad anxious about giving the "wrong" answer if I'm completely honest. I mean, I was never on benefits while off work (the forms scared me) so never really "disabled" in the eyes of the government. I just don't know what to say :|
lizziec: (Rocks fall)
Having made it through Edexcel marking and Clearing more or less in one piece I'm now starting to look at jobs and I've found one I want to apply for.

I've become rather stymied by the "Do you consider yourself to have a disability" question. Thing is, I'm much better than I was, I have to be or I wouldn't consider applying for jobs at all and those closest to me wouldn't let me, but I've been off work for a year, and a year long gap doesn't look good on a CV. I'm still seeing my counsellor and I'm still on happy pills, and though I'm winding down visits to my counsellor I'm probably going to be on the pills for at least another year to make sure I'm properly better and try and stop any relapse. Apparently the first year is when I'm most vulnerable to it. My gut says I should declare it, but I also feel like a bit of a fraud for even considering it.

"The University operates under the Two ticks scheme which means we will interview all applicants with a disability who meet the minimum criteria for a job vacancy and consider them on their abilities". This is rather valuable, and I feel it's my only shot at an interview given the huge gap on my CV when I was essentially "doing nothing", but am I really disabled as it's counted?

The University say: When answering this question, please note that under the Disability Discrimination Act 1995 a disability is defined as ‘a mental or physical impairment which has a substantial and long term effect upon your ability to carry out normal day to day activities.’.

[Poll #1246569]

(Please post any expansion on this or thoughts in comments below)

I can't help but feel that this would all be easier if I were visibly physically disabled.

Any (helpful) advice or comments you lot could give would be really great. I'm feeling very mixed up about this, and a tad anxious about giving the "wrong" answer if I'm completely honest. I mean, I was never on benefits while off work (the forms scared me) so never really "disabled" in the eyes of the government. I just don't know what to say :|
lizziec: (Rocks fall)
Having made it through Edexcel marking and Clearing more or less in one piece I'm now starting to look at jobs and I've found one I want to apply for.

I've become rather stymied by the "Do you consider yourself to have a disability" question. Thing is, I'm much better than I was, I have to be or I wouldn't consider applying for jobs at all and those closest to me wouldn't let me, but I've been off work for a year, and a year long gap doesn't look good on a CV. I'm still seeing my counsellor and I'm still on happy pills, and though I'm winding down visits to my counsellor I'm probably going to be on the pills for at least another year to make sure I'm properly better and try and stop any relapse. Apparently the first year is when I'm most vulnerable to it. My gut says I should declare it, but I also feel like a bit of a fraud for even considering it.

"The University operates under the Two ticks scheme which means we will interview all applicants with a disability who meet the minimum criteria for a job vacancy and consider them on their abilities". This is rather valuable, and I feel it's my only shot at an interview given the huge gap on my CV when I was essentially "doing nothing", but am I really disabled as it's counted?

The University say: When answering this question, please note that under the Disability Discrimination Act 1995 a disability is defined as ‘a mental or physical impairment which has a substantial and long term effect upon your ability to carry out normal day to day activities.’.

[Poll #1246569]

(Please post any expansion on this or thoughts in comments below)

I can't help but feel that this would all be easier if I were visibly physically disabled.

Any (helpful) advice or comments you lot could give would be really great. I'm feeling very mixed up about this, and a tad anxious about giving the "wrong" answer if I'm completely honest. I mean, I was never on benefits while off work (the forms scared me) so never really "disabled" in the eyes of the government. I just don't know what to say :|
lizziec: (Rocks fall)
I finally got round to photographing and uploading more pictures from "From Vision to Reality", as well as rephotographing those that were already there so they are better quality. They are here for those who want to look :) I've also made a new LJ icon.

ION: I went to see The Dark Knight this evening at Ashford. Twas good. Won't say any more though in case of spoilers.

lizziec: (Rocks fall)
I finally got round to photographing and uploading more pictures from "From Vision to Reality", as well as rephotographing those that were already there so they are better quality. They are here for those who want to look :) I've also made a new LJ icon.

ION: I went to see The Dark Knight this evening at Ashford. Twas good. Won't say any more though in case of spoilers.

lizziec: (Rocks fall)
I finally got round to photographing and uploading more pictures from "From Vision to Reality", as well as rephotographing those that were already there so they are better quality. They are here for those who want to look :) I've also made a new LJ icon.

ION: I went to see The Dark Knight this evening at Ashford. Twas good. Won't say any more though in case of spoilers.
lizziec: (me - schooluniform)
I was having a bad day a few days ago when ben cheered me up by pointing out to me this story in the local free rag, which clearly shows some students at CCCU who, if they had died in the fire, would have been candidates for the Darwin Awards.

The article )

For those who CBA to read the article themselves, basically there was a fire in an empty house next door to where the students lived. The students, Dan Fowler and Elliot Preston, originally did the clever thing and evacuated their own house - "There was a loud bang at the door. It was someone telling us to get out because the house next door was on fire."

Elliot took his laptop and alerted his housemate and they got out. So far, so clever.

But then: "We got outside but then I sent Dan back in to get the XBox. Unfortunately we broke Pro-Evolution Soccer in the process, which was not cool." It would have been even less cool if the fire had spread and they'd died in the process, although then they would have removed themselves from the gene pool, which after doing something so monumentally stupid may not have been a bad thing.

In other news, these are the final pictures to be taken with my old camera, a Fuji Finepix A210, which has done stirling service for over four years - it was purchased for me as a joint present from everyone when I turned 20.

The other day I purchased a Panasonic Lumix fz8, which was on manager's special for about £80 less than RRP because it was lacking a manual and a charger ;) The real shininess of the Lumix is the Leica lens. Before ben upgraded to a proper D-SLR he had a Panasonic Lumix fz30 and said that the lens was what really made the camera. I suspect that will be the case with this one too. The new charger arrived this morning, so in the next few days I will go out and take some test shots with it to show everyone :) Then I can tell you just how shiny (or not) the fz8 turns out to be :)
lizziec: (Third Watch - bosco)
I saw the doctor today and found myself reading Kent Union's student paper "Inquire" while I waited. Two articles (the first about the library being very badly written IMO) caught my attention.

First - The Templeman Library: Not Fit for Use?



For the record, the book shortages for course texts are down to lecturers often not informing the library which texts will be needed - that's a failing of the departments and lecturers, not the library or its staff.

[livejournal.com profile] ladyicedragon - if you want to use the picture I took for your library thing then go for it :)

Second - Kent ANIMEted



Again, if anyone involved with anime soc wants the article picture then go for it :) I took a picture of this one cos of all the people on my friendslist associated with it or who like anime in general. I have to admit though, the typesetting at the bottom of the second column is rather special...

Enjoy.
lizziec: (acid)
I went to Fresher's Fair today for the first time in a long time and I must say I was very dissappointed - the layout was cack and much better when they held it in the sports hall. It was more organised with better ventalation then and all societies in one place rather then spread out over three (Marquee, Venue, Lighthouse) though I'm informed it was better than last year's effort. I just know I nearly suffocated in the Venue.

Another downer was the lack of freebies. I came back from my years Freshers Fair with all the pens I needed for the whole academic year along with sweets and other stuff.

What did I get this year?

A (small)bar of Maya Gold, a keyring and two condoms (both from the Marie Stopes stall).

Well I was pretty impressed with the quality of all three freebies but there used to be so many.

I did enjoy seeing [livejournal.com profile] nert and monkey Allan (as seen in most of the videos on Many Lemons) dressed as a ninja, along with a couple of others on the Compsoc stall.

I'm now sitting outside the Gulb abusing the wireless that exists somewhere in Cornwallis and listening to the kind of cack that passes for music and marvelling at a. How many freshers there are on campus b. how very little they wear and c. how many parents still appear to be around with their offspring.

For closing I shall leave you with Marie Stopes' "Wilbur", who amused me. He is on all the Marie Stopes posters at the moment promoting Birth Control/Safe Sex awareness and he is also on my keyring ;)

Check it out :)

Ooops...
Bungee Jump
Glow in the Dark
Talk to the Hand...
On me head!
Spotty
Raining men?
Pierced
Wilbur and Mates
Clubbing

My post

22 July 2006 08:52 pm
lizziec: (Third Watch - bosco and yokis (car))
Last year I got one of these:


I woke up this morning to some post.

my post )
lizziec: (Third Watch - bosco and yokis (coffee))
I can get a tad posessive about things. My corner of the staff room, my favourite pen, my favourite computer/computer room, my study desk in the library.

Which perhaps explains why I'm so pissed off with the person sitting in front of me right now. He has my study desk. It's a nice study desk. Slightly graffi'd, but a good position, nice and light with a couple of electrical sockets near by.

He's definitely here for the long haul. He just plugged in his laptop.

I've been relegated to a study desk just behind. Not so well lit, power socket next to my head so cables trail and graffiti and chewing gum on the wall.

Ick.

Hope he goes soon. Stupid stealer of my favourite place.

...that chair is nicer than this one too :(

[edit] He's gone \o/ *shifts stuff* :D

Library

30 June 2006 03:07 pm
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I am here in the library. I have an [livejournal.com profile] oziris_00 who is sitting next to me making funny noises. I hope they're related to his psp game...

I should do some work :|
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Given the story on the BBC website yesterday, and the Breakfast News this morning about a student's rent costing more than his loan (before his fees are factored in I believe...) I really shouldn't have been surprised that the BBC have opened up a Have Your Say discussion on the issue.

What always makes interesting reading here are the reader's recommended comments [think something like /.'s threshold system] on any matter on this site and reading the most popular one so far has made me very angry and frustrated.

Mr Roy Jones from Manchester has had the most reccommendations for his comments which run thus: "Poor students!! Many of whom's parents are filthy rich, many students spend 95% of their time socialising, most get higher than average paid jobs etc. The students in my area (Manchester University) are always drunk and anti-social, littering and trashing their rented accomadation and causing a nuisance to neighbours. If whinging students cleared their own act up perhaps people would have more empathy even taking into account student's general wealthy background and likely wealthy future."

Grr. It's certainly not the case of most of those people I went to University with and not the case of Phil who is there now. Incidentally his loan barely covers his rent and fees (well done Greenwich). I only really got through Uni cos of my part time job. I couldn't have afforded it otherwise. I worked two summers, which was the only way to pay Uni what I owed them from my first year when I couldn't afford my fees and rent because my LEA cocked up my assessment. Let's not even mention my maxed out student overdraft.

Does Mr Roy Jones' comment really reflect how people see students? Wealthy, anti-social and likely to be more wealthy in the future? What planet do they live on?

Now I'm upset and angry. People clearly just don't understand.

X-posted to [livejournal.com profile] ukc and [livejournal.com profile] canterbunnies
lizziec: (owl)
Given the story on the BBC website yesterday, and the Breakfast News this morning about a student's rent costing more than his loan (before his fees are factored in I believe...) I really shouldn't have been surprised that the BBC have opened up a Have Your Say discussion on the issue.

What always makes interesting reading here are the reader's recommended comments [think something like /.'s threshold system] on any matter on this site and reading the most popular one so far has made me very angry and frustrated.

Mr Roy Jones from Manchester has had the most reccommendations for his comments which run thus: "Poor students!! Many of whom's parents are filthy rich, many students spend 95% of their time socialising, most get higher than average paid jobs etc. The students in my area (Manchester University) are always drunk and anti-social, littering and trashing their rented accomadation and causing a nuisance to neighbours. If whinging students cleared their own act up perhaps people would have more empathy even taking into account student's general wealthy background and likely wealthy future."

Grr. It's certainly not the case of most of those people I went to University with and not the case of Phil who is there now. Incidentally his loan barely covers his rent and fees (well done Greenwich). I only really got through Uni cos of my part time job. I couldn't have afforded it otherwise. I worked two summers, which was the only way to pay Uni what I owed them from my first year when I couldn't afford my fees and rent because my LEA cocked up my assessment. Let's not even mention my maxed out student overdraft.

Does Mr Roy Jones' comment really reflect how people see students? Wealthy, anti-social and likely to be more wealthy in the future? What planet do they live on?

Now I'm upset and angry. People clearly just don't understand.

X-posted to [livejournal.com profile] ukc and [livejournal.com profile] canterbunnies
lizziec: (owl)
Given the story on the BBC website yesterday, and the Breakfast News this morning about a student's rent costing more than his loan (before his fees are factored in I believe...) I really shouldn't have been surprised that the BBC have opened up a Have Your Say discussion on the issue.

What always makes interesting reading here are the reader's recommended comments [think something like /.'s threshold system] on any matter on this site and reading the most popular one so far has made me very angry and frustrated.

Mr Roy Jones from Manchester has had the most reccommendations for his comments which run thus: "Poor students!! Many of whom's parents are filthy rich, many students spend 95% of their time socialising, most get higher than average paid jobs etc. The students in my area (Manchester University) are always drunk and anti-social, littering and trashing their rented accomadation and causing a nuisance to neighbours. If whinging students cleared their own act up perhaps people would have more empathy even taking into account student's general wealthy background and likely wealthy future."

Grr. It's certainly not the case of most of those people I went to University with and not the case of Phil who is there now. Incidentally his loan barely covers his rent and fees (well done Greenwich). I only really got through Uni cos of my part time job. I couldn't have afforded it otherwise. I worked two summers, which was the only way to pay Uni what I owed them from my first year when I couldn't afford my fees and rent because my LEA cocked up my assessment. Let's not even mention my maxed out student overdraft.

Does Mr Roy Jones' comment really reflect how people see students? Wealthy, anti-social and likely to be more wealthy in the future? What planet do they live on?

Now I'm upset and angry. People clearly just don't understand.

X-posted to [livejournal.com profile] ukc and [livejournal.com profile] canterbunnies
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I graduated :D Now I'm Elizabeth Overal BA(Hons)

How cool is that :D

Thanks to mum and Phil and Ben who all made it a wonderful day. Thanks to Tom who made me smile when I thought I was going to be sick, to Sophie who it was lovely to see again, to Matt and Dave and Jen who were graduating after me (and in the frankly much more attractive Blue hoods). I'm sorry we didn't pub :( Mum was knackered and her knees were giving way so we couldn't walk that distance. I hope your graduation was good :) Many thanks, more than I can express, to whichever deity got me all the way to the Chancellor and back again without tripping, falling or my Mortar Board falling off. *hugs* to all who I saw today or gave me good wishes. I wish it wasn't over and I feel sad, but at the moment this is overwhelmed by the high I have and the exhaustion from a really *really* long day.

Piccies to follow :D :D :D
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Having *finally* got an ADSL connection (albeit a very flaky one) at 6mc I have uploaded all the pictures that were waiting :)

Ph33r :P

You remember the story of me getting in contact with an old friend? Well the 29th May was her birthday so I toodled along to her house for the party. I had a lovely time, especially making use of the trampoline :P Piccies of that event (including me on the trampoline here.

My last shift with the children was on Friday morning and I got some of the most fun and beautiful presents I could ever have wished for. I got a bear and a thing full of hot chocolate and a game for two to play in the bath >:) The cards and letters were the worst though. I didn't cry when I was there but I came back home and *howled* about it all. PIctures of almost everything (including becky's letter which is by far the worst) are here.

My results were posted on the boards at the back of the library at 5pm on Friday. I swore I would not be involved in the scrum that ensues once the humanities guy turns up with the lists, but after a little encouragement from ben, there I was, right in the middle. I went back yesterday to preserve the result for posterity ;) I'm glad I won't have to do *that* wait ever again!

Samphire Hoe is where Ben and I went after I got my degree results. I was so full of nervous energy the walk did me good. It was really beautiful though Ben suffered because of the high concentration of pollen there. Well worth a visit. For more info see this.

Finally, yesterday I got round to setting up aragorn despite the lack of desk... Aragorn's new home is perched on top of two Dell boxes and another computer - see this picture for how unstable the whole arrangement actually looks ;)

Ok - all piccies done now - have a look, especially at the Samphire Hoe ones :)

*bumbles off*

Edit: I forgot to mention the lovely rainbow I saw a few days ago :) Go look! :D
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I know most of you know already, but I'll post here anyway :)

I got a 2:1, which is what I wanted, so yay!

Scarily there was only one first in history and no thirds or passes - so we're all pretty average really ;)

For those of you who don't know the UK's way of classifying degrees at undergrad level:

A first is the best anyone can get
A 2:1 is next
followed by a 2:2
and a third
with a pass last. With a pass you don't get an honours degree if you're doing one.

After this comes fail :( *huggles pete* (what can I say - that result really threw me - it's left a kinda bitter-sweet thing hanging over yesterday. *more hugs*)

So anyway, I'm now Elizabeth Overal B.A. (hons)

\o/

I wish it wasn't over :(

:|

10 June 2005 02:21 pm
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I think I'm actually going to go insane...

Angst

10 June 2005 06:59 am
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I apologise for the angst in this entry - I promise it won't last.

Haven't been sleeping properly this past week and today is the big day... no - not the wedding :P Today I finish my job with the children (:'() and get my degree result (very scary).

I just want today to be over now...
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Goodest of good lucks to the MTD students getting their results today.

*HUGS* to Matt, Jen and Dave.

Am thinking of you guys :)
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After my exam today ben met me at the small hall as a surprise. He brought with him a card ), enclosed in which was a pair of tickets to see Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat at the Marlowe tonight. ) He also proposed a meal at Ask in Canterbury before to which I happily agreed. I got dolled up and out we went. We had a lovely dinner and really took our time over eating. Got to the theatre about 20 mins before the performance and ben wandered over to the huge image of a face which acts as an "interesting" sculpture outside said theatre. I wittered on about things not very important and wandered about a bit with my back to him. Then I heard Ben say my name and I turned round, and there he was, on one knee with a jewellery box. He opened it and displayed my proper engagement ring in all its full glory. The ring was made by Ben's dad and only just finished this week.

It was well worth the wait :D

As for Joseph? It was good, but the ring was better ;)


My Engagement Ring


please note, keyboard only used to steady ring while good pictures were taken using both hands, keyboard is *not* reflective of my geekiness :P


All pics of today and the ring here and here.

Finals

14 May 2005 12:56 pm
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Well, umm.

That's it.

What now?
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This time tomorrow I will have finished and will be a graduand like those fine MTD peoples ;)

I'm really nervous.

One this afternoon, one tomorrow morning and then that's it.

It seems like a giant anti-climax :|

More later I guess...

Revision

10 May 2005 09:51 am
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I'm taking a blankie and my revision and going to sit on the lawn outside the front of the library. If anyone wants to come join me they'd me most welcome...

Mostly cos I hate revision and would like some company ;)
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Today I invaded Belgium, or, more specifically, Ypres.

I went with my special subject history class and it was really quite good fun, thought very thought provoking. The atmosphere on the coach changed after the first cemetary and it took until Calais for things to be "normal" again.

My pictures of Ypres are here.

Now for the write up.

We went to France through the Eurotunnel, which I was worried about to begin with because I can get i. Claustrophobic and ii. scared going through tunnels, expecially ones that run under water. Lots of people said I wouldn't notice. I did ;) Our coach went on there and stopped and then the doors were closed and it felt claustraphobic. Then we went into the tunnel and I concentrated very hard on my book to try and dissipate the feeling of terror. It kind of worked, and I got to the other end without a noticeble panic attack \o/ I smiled when we came out of the tunnel and really relaxed when the coach came off the Eurostar.

Long drive later (filled with commentary from our tutor, Dr Mark Connelly, we arrived in Ypres and started visiting cemitaries. Mark told us that a third of all the British War Dead from WWI are in or around Ypres. That was rather startling.

The first cemitary we visited (pictures 1477 to 1486) was Brandhoek New Cemetery. New cemeteries were built post war. Old cemeteries were established during the war. Brandhoek is largely filled with men who died at a medical facility and a large proportion of the dead here are made up of the Royal Army Medical Corps (RAMC), including Captain N. G. Chavasse who was one of only 3 people to ever win a Victoria Cross twice (VC and Bar).

The cemetary at Brandhoek was very small, especially compared to Tyne Cot which we would see later and was a very peaceful place. One of the most interesting and apt sights for me was seeing forget-me-nots growing on the graves.

Brandhoek )

Next we visited Menin Road South (pictures 1487 to 1499), in which is buried a Colyer-Fergusson, also a VC winner and also connected to Kent Uni, as his family sponsor grants and concerts at the University.

Menin Road South )

Tyne Cot (pictures 1500 to 1535) was next and this cemetery was truly awe inspiring. Tyne Cot is the largest British war cemetery anywhere in the world. There are 12,000 men buried in the cemetery of which only 2,000 have been identified. There are 35,000 men's names on the memorial to the missing.

Tyne Cot is so called because the German Pill Boxes that littered the area reminded the soldiers facing them of the miners cottages on the tyne. The nickname "tyne cot" was born.

The names are inscribed on the wall of the missing in order of regimental preference, meaning that the Guards were first, then the regiments of foot listed in order of age.

Tyne Cot )

We drove past Poelcappelle on the way to Langemark. Poelcappell was noteworthy because it holds the grave of the youngest soldier to die in the war. He was 14. This seemed like a fitting mood-setter for Langemark.

Langemark (1536 to 1549) is the only German war cemetery in the area and has a mood and feeling completely different from any other cemetery I have been in. It just feels so full of sadness and sorrow and anger and dissappointment. In the small space of Langemark are buried at least 35,000 Germans. Listed on wooden plaques in the walls of the little chapel there are the names of the dead students from Germany's Universities. These are the same conscripts who went into war against regular soldiers singing. They were slaughtered.

Tyne Cot makes you think but Langemark gets under your skin in a way no other cemetery in Ypres does.

Langemark )

Next we stopped quickly at St Julien (1551-1554), the site of the very first Gas Attack. The monument at St Julien was my favourite. It is truly beautiful. It is so very...respectful. I'm not sure that's the right word, but it's sort of what I mean.

St Julien )

Finally, we went to Ypres itself (1554 to 1569), saw the Menin Gate and had lunch. The coolest thing at the Menin Gate was a scale model of the Gate made out of metal with a braille inscription around the outside for blind visitors. They can feel the model and get a feel for the gate. It's really very cool :D Ypres was fun (Also had the tackiest chocolate "souveniers" possible. Chocolate tommie's helmets. ehehehhee :)

Quote of the day:
In Ypres town square, Roy's bankcard gets rejected by the cash machine:
Stefan: See? This is why Natwest are crap
Roy: which bank are you with then?
Stefan: HSBC - The world's local bank - accepted everywhere. That's why I use it.
*inserts card, card is instantly rejected by machine*

Menin Gate )

My impression of the day? It's kind of too soon to explain properly, though I'll try and put into words how I feel.

Paul Fussell said that one of the reasons that the people of the twenties felt they had completely lost the pre war world was that no language they knew then was up to the task of describing the war. Fussell explains that they had to invent new language to communicate what it was they felt. Having seen what I saw today I would say that actually Fussell is wrong and right at the same time. There was no language to describe it, but crucially there still is none today. No words can describe what I saw and felt. Words are completely and utterly useless for trying to quantify what I experienced today. I don't think that I will ever be properly able to do so.

I don't think I'm the only one who left feeling like that.
lizziec: (galaxies)
Essay 1 was:
Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
2,918 / 2,500
(116.0%)


Essay 2 was:
Zokutou word meter
5,264 / 5,000
(105.0%)


Essay 3, finished tonight in a push to finally finish it after crawling along for a week:
Zokutou word meter
2,696 / 2,500
(107.0%)


of which I did 1700 today ;)

Go me :P

[edit]
I just realised I finished the last essay that I have to do as an undergrad (barring exams). I just cried. I feel very emotional about it. How odd.

I don't want to leave and this brought me one step closer :'(
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Expect updates here. Updates will include the ever popular word meter :P

Today I had an uncanny experience. I was in the library and about to go up in the lift. There was already a girl waiting there with 5 law books and I mentioned it. She said to me "Oh - you're a third year aren't you?"

I looked a little puzzled and said "yeah - how did you know?"

She said "I lived in darwin my first year and I remember you always being on the computers. See, I was on them a lot too cos I was homesick and I thought people would see me there all the time and think I was strange. Then I'd see you and feel a bit better cos you were there as much as I was"

This comment made me smile and then become a bit worried really. I know I was on the computers in Darwin a lot in my first year but I didn't realuse I was known for it! ;)
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Pissed Off



"why?" I hear you ask.

I'll tell you.

I have a 5k word essay due in on Friday at 12pm. I looked for the books in the library (of which there is generally one copy of each text for a class of 15 all of whom will be writing the essay) at the end of last term and found they were all out on four week loan and not due back until this Wednesday. I found the books I could and put reservations on the others and sent an email to my tutor for this subject explaining the situation and asking if he had any of these texts that I could borrow for the holidays, mentioning that I could collect them from anywhere in the Canterbury area.

The email bounced because his email box was full.

Today I found him to ask

  1. Why the texts weren't in the short loans collection when there are so few of them and would clearly be in short supply

  2. Why a certain text wasn't in the library at all

  3. If I could have an extention in light of the fact that I could not get hold of a majority of the texts I needed to write the essay



He agreed at once to item 3 in light of the circumstances. In response to question 2 he said it was the History Librarian's fault and he had requested the book in 2003 and it still hadn't been purchased. This goes against everything I know of the History Librarian who when asked by my other history tutor always makes appropriate provision for the books of that module. To item 1 he said to me that I should have

  1. started work on my essay when I got the title and book list in the middle of last term

  2. appraised him on the situation of availability of books because he is "a very busy man who has to keep track of a great many things"

  3. put a reserve on the items I wanted



Number 3 I did, but when the items aren't due back until two days before the essay is due in there is not a lot putting a reserve on an item can do. Number 1 is a fair point and I know I should have started sooner. However, I didn't and given the number of people who needed the books and the amount of time the chances are that without them being put into short loans not everyone would have had access to them anyway.*1 I believe point number 2 is him trying to excuse himself. It is not the task of the student to make sure that the texts they need are properly available from the library. Before he issued the book list he should have made sure that all items on it were easily available for the number of students who would need access to them. He is the lecturer and he should liase with library staff to ensure each book on that list has the relevant amount of loan time attached.

When I told him that I had emailed him during the holidays about it and the email had bounced he said "sweetheart, you need to be realistic about these things. Firstly I was in Suffolk*2 and secondly it's unreasonable for you to expect me to check my email on boxing day. Noone checks their email then".*3

After this I was far too pissed to speak any more so I thanked him for the extention after telling him once more that it was unacceptable and walked out.

I'm still livid. I know I probably overreacted, but I'm still rather angry. Just

GRRRRR

.

On top of this he was being all flappy all lesson about how the ten week term this term (usually 12 weeks - two weeks are carried over to the next term this year owing to an early easter). He told us he had cut some material because the shorter term meant he couldn't fit everything in. This is not true. The general understanding is that in this event the first two weeks are to be treated as the last two of the previous term. He explained that nothing like this had happened before. Bollocks had it - I know that at the University of Kent we used to run by a three terms of 10 weeks instead of the 12 12 6 system that we have at present, and this was not so long ago (though before my time ;)). Certainly during his. He's been here for years.

I give up with History Professors. I really do >.<

*sigh*

*grrrr*

*1 ordinary loan is 4 weeks. There are options available to tutors for soon to become high demand books to have them put to 1 week loan, short loan collection (a loan of overnight [from whenever the books is withdrawn until 10am the next day]) or even short loan four hour collection where the book is restricted to the library and only allowed to be used for a stretch of four hours at a time.

*2 may not have been Suffolk. I was a rather pissed at the time from him calling me "sweetheart". Was also very pissed for being patronised. I'm 21. There is no need to treat me as if I'm 6.

*3 I checked mine every day of the holidays including christmas day :o I wasn't asking him to check it then, or on boxing day, but at some point during the holidays was not too much to ask I feel.
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Term has finished now. Been a rather hectic one too, there seemed to be no time to stop and breathe. Still, hopefully the holidays should give me some breathing space. Ben and I finished most of our Christmas shopping yesterday and cos it was a Monday and term still hasn't finished for most schools it wasn't too horrid. Unfortunately will have to do the last few bits in Croydon on the 23rd - that *will* be horrible :( Still, feel accomplished that most of it is out of the way :)

For those of you interested in my academic work, my marks have jumped this year from an average of 58% to an average of 68%. I'm so proud of myself :D I hope I can keep it up, cos this would mean I could graduate with a definate 2:1, which is what I'm after. Still, I'll cross my fingers and hope quietly that I can keep it up. Have holiday work to do, which sucks :( Even worse is that all the books I need are out of the library until the 12th January, with the deadline being 5 days or so after that :| Will need to talk to my tutor I think.

Speaking of my tutor, some may recall the battle over powerpoint I had with him:

first email to tutor )

I got a reply:

first email from tutor )

So I sent him an email back:

second email to tutor )

I never recieved a reply. As a result my partner and I did a powerpoint pres and printed it to sheets of assitate instead, as they were the facilities available to us :|

After out visit to the British Museum as part of the course (piccies here), I sent him a link to the pictures I took. And got a reply:

surprising letter from my tutor )

Bwhahaha. I shall view that as a victory! :D

Anyway, this has been long and boring enough, so I shall finish up now with a meme I stole from [livejournal.com profile] red_pill.

end of year meme )
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For those of you who follow such things, there was a meeting today about compsoc stuff. So all who are interested can all see what was discussed the minutes are here.
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Fool of the day goes to the gentleman in this by the nick of "Gaffer".

For those who don't know the UKC admins by nick, on UKCIRC in that channel they are:
jam
pao
dmc
tim
pete
ben
andy

I would have felt bad about it, but he kept just opening himself up for more...idiot.
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It's my birthday in a week and two days and I shall be 21. Most of you don't care, but for those that do and don't know what to get me and wish to cheat (:P) this is my wishlist on amazon.

In other news it was the kids half term this week and I feel very rested from lie ins. Went to interesting Open Lecture about WW1 troop equipment yesterday, couldn't afford to go meet darren and kat :( Ended up watching anti-trust. Ben called me a geek cos of the comments I made while watching it. Still is a cool movie :)

La la la la *bounce* *splat*
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An odd weekend all in all, but good fun :)

Saturday started very very early as ben had to be on campus for 8am because Library power had to go off for maintainance and so all the kit in the machine room had to go off too. So he went and did that, then we had coffee from Starbucks while Estates played around with the power before coming back so ben could switch all the kit back on again. Then we gathered bits and off I drove to London where I went to see Telehouse cos ben had some work to do there. I must admit it was very very shiny, but this wore off after about 10 mins and then it was just boring ;) Met some ANL people, which was quite jibbly and found their attitudes to me really good. Found people listening to my opinion on something and taking my comments on board and *that* was very cool. Anyway, after breaking some stuff (and 6 hours there) ben and I departed to have dinner with my mum and brother and *what* a dinner that was :D We had 3 courses, including Serrano ham for a first course! I haven't found anywhere in canterbury that sells this precious material :D Biiiiiiiiiig Chicken pie for main course and yumyums for dessert. It was unfortunate that we couldn't stay longer :| I like home visits.

Sunday was ben's parents where we ate yummy spag bol and chatted and had a generally nice time. I got my birthday pressies from them cos I won't be seeing them again till after my birthday. I got 21 presents and £21. I can see a theme here ;) Lots of chocolate and nice smellies and a really cool book with piccies of Britain in the World War Two. Only downside to ben's parents is their cats who are great but have such fine fur that it irritates my chest and nose, so antihistamines are always needed when we visit ;)

Hrm...I think that's about it. My life very boring ;)

Ooh - quick plug. The Comspoc website is actually back up with new content! :D

Must get dressed now and go to work...(much babysitting tonight :))
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..but today I was absolutely fuming. Livid or Furious are good words to describe the state I was in, and thinking about it logically I can't even work out why I was so very very angry over this incident.

Today I had my Museum and Heratage seminar thingy and there's a clique of three people who always sit together in the seminar and talk half way through. I don't like them and they strike me as unpleasent in not what they say, but how they say it. At the end of the seminar (which was quite dull in itself) Dr Ormrod was trying to work out who would do a group presentation on which subject. I volunteered right at the beginning to do the one for next week but noone volunteered to help and so I assumed one of the duds who never turns up would be assigned to me, which was bad enough. Anyway, the clique who had been talking very loudly in their corner lost the tussel for the presentation they wanted and immediately expressed interest in mine. Dr Ormrod said only two of the three could do it with me because of the number in the group as a whole. To be honest I was a bit angry already because they didn't want the presentation until most other options had been removed from them. Then I went to exchange email addys to find the other person telling me that *She* had to be in our group becasue the only things left were in the last two weeks and she couldn't do those cos she wouldn't be here. So for this presentation which counts for 20% of my final marks I will be dictated to by a clique of people I don't like and who clearly don't like me and it will all get screwed up. There are four doing a three people (max) presentation and Dr Ormrod doesn't even know. I know my personality isn't strong enough to assert my views and *win* any struggle ahead.

I'm angry. Less angry than I was, but that only means I don't want to really properly hurt people any more. I'm slowly calming down. I scared myself with how angry I was. *growl*

I just don't know what to do :(
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So after coming down from getting my 62 I..umm...Oh - went to work :) In the evening I met Wendy properly for the first time I seem to recall. She's nice :) Ben came over and we had pasta and watched SG1. Today I have gotten wet lots cos of nasty rain, peered in at teh freshers fair and tonight I;m babysitting Paul and Becky while Tom goes to look at Barton Court.

That's about it.

Quizzes )
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I GOT MY DISSERTATION RESULT!

I GOT A 62!

Yes! A

62!



wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!



*bouncebouncebouncebouncebounce*

For the record, that's an average of 58.75% for the year :D *bounce* wheeeeeeeeee!

*streaks* *spears ewok*

BOUNCE!

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Katherine Jaxteran - The Guardian Angel
Once a great millitary leader, you have found
yourself discovering some truth in you and see
things with a unique perspective. You are a
Progenitor, but prefer to follow your Empathic
nature rather than your raw manipluation. You
are now a pacifist, a natural diplomat, who is
loved by your friends and enemies like, but you
have a sad heart, of being lonely in a world of
chaos. You are the healer.

Millitary Division - Navy.
Millitary Department - Command.
Weapon of Choice - Mind.

Strength - 3.
Dexterity - 7.
Intelligence - 9.
Wisdom - 10.
Honour - 10.
Soul - 10.


What Felexian Hero are you?
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In other news I think I'm coming down with freshers flu - in my case this takes the form of a nasty barking tickly cough that makes my chest hurt.

My diss marks are supposed to be in my college pidgeon hole sometime today so I'm feeling a bit sick about that.

Having a down day in general today - part of a bad week cos of various stuff. Don't mean to be cryptic but it's not stuff I can really talk about.

Keeping busy trying to sort CompSoc stuff and doing prelim reading.

Tom saw the name "milton keynes" this morning and asked if that was the famous amusement park *grin*

Um...that's it ;)
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Which Family Guy character are you?

In other news...umm... New student XP desktops getting on my nerves. Planning stuff to try and get compsoc back on its feet which is cool. Working through prelim reading for this years courses. Period pain sucks *stab* Ben is lovely and amazing *hug* Bethan has gone back to brum :( *sob*

I think that's about it for now ;)
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I now have my Provisional Timetable:

Monday 10am - 1pm HI603/HI604 MUSEUMS AND THE NATIONAL HERATAGE

Thursday 1pm - 4pm HI652/HI653 THE GREAT WAR, BRITISH CULTURE, MEMORY AND HISTORY

Not bad really, especially as both of the kids have clubs on a Thursday afternoon till gone 4. Gives me lots of time to do the reading and prep and things :)
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Well I'm in the Library starting off a new Uni year (for me) in traditional style with procrastination from my reccommended reading.

So..um..what is going on with me I hear you ask.

Not a lot is the answer (now you see why I've not updated for a while ;))

I finished work at Andrew Reeves (the posh Belgravia estate agents) tho my last day was slightly marred by the people at Victoria trying to give me a penalty fare. I got on the train without a valid ticket cos otherwise I would have missed my train, fully intending to pay when I got to Victoria. When I got there and went to pay for my return ticket I got pulled to one side and treated like a criminal cos it's (apparently, tho I didn't know this) an offense to get on a train without a ticket if the ticket office is open. SO they said I needed to pay a penalty fare even though I tried to explain I would have missed my train and been late for work. They just carried on saying I'd need to pay the penalty fare and it got too much and I started to cry. The guy looked at me like I was putting it on...and then to cap the indignity I started to hyperventalate big time. My head started to tingle and I couldn't stand up so I sat down and all teh time he's watching me like I'm faking it. Eventually the two ticket barrier guys come over and ask me what's up and I try to tell them while not being able to breathe and one of them brings me some water (which I nearly choked on cos my breathing was so irregular by this point) and they argued with the Penalty Fare guy about it and eventually let me ppay just for my return ticket. Evetually, when I was sufficiently calm to stand again I started to go and the Penalty Fare guy looks at me, glares and says "that won't work again you know". Like I was doing it on purpose >.< I can think of better places to make myself look undignified, stupid and immature...

Beffan met me from work that day tho, so things started to improve :) We scandalised the carrage of our train with our talk ;)

Anyway, I saw Phantom of the Opera on Monday evening and it was absolutely magnificent. At the end I felt so sorry for the Phantom. I didn't have a great view from the balcony so I want to go again and sit in the stalls. Still, it took my breath away. It was brilliant.

Les Miserables was Tuesday's show and that was even better than Phantom, and very different. I saw this one from the stalls and had a wonderful view, and at the end the show had a standing Ovation. I didn't like the Older Cosette, but JVJ and Javert were great and Marius...*happy sigh* It made me cry more than once. It was overwhelming.

Came back to canterbury on Saturday and left behind a whole shedload of stuff :o(

Beffan is staying ATM and that is great :D

Rah cooked a lovely roast beef dinner yesterday which was *YUMYUM* :D and today is her 1st wedding anniversary - the weather a year ago today was much much nicer ;)

Speaking of weddings, ben and I have talked to the Vicar who will marry us on Friday and booked the wedding for the 3rd September 2005 at 3pm. The most complicated question of the whole thing for me was "Are you baptised" which ellicited the response "yes, no, possibly, not sure, maybe?" (see my history as a mormon for further explanation ;))

Mum found something to stop herself getting bored over the weekend - taking piccies of piccies and putting them up on her site. These include baby pics of me and pill, which is the reason the link will *NOT* be included here ;)

Ben and I watched Battle of Britain yesterday - top film :D

Umm...I'm sure there's other stuff I ment to include and forgot, in which case I may add it later :)

obligatory LJ quiz )
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Leave a comment with your name if you want to know what I really think of you, and I’ll reply and tell you. No lies, all honesty (or whatever came to mind at the time...)

Post it in your journal after I do yours so I can see the reverse

(This could end badly... so think before you ask....)


In other news, my dissertation is now in properly and yesterday was the one year and counting mark for my wedding \o/ Went to Frankie and Benny's which was fairly standard execpt for the puddings which are fantastic and teh real reason to go... :D

My aunt from Yorkshire said she'd make my dress and Amy (one of my bridesmaids) is excited about her role. See piccies of the weekend on mum's website.

Work not bad tho I got taxed nearly £60 - need to yell at Agency then inland revenue I thinks.

*potters off*
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In this online debate into the top-up fees bill (3rd reading passed the commons today with majority of less than 30) I found a particular gem:

"people who pay will also not waste their time dropping in and out of various courses when it suits"

Clearly the person writing doesn't have a clue what goes on on a typical university campus...
lizziec: (Default)
In this online debate into the top-up fees bill (3rd reading passed the commons today with majority of less than 30) I found a particular gem:

"people who pay will also not waste their time dropping in and out of various courses when it suits"

Clearly the person writing doesn't have a clue what goes on on a typical university campus...

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