3) I’m not a full-blown narcissist and may let the blog fall into disrepair on a regular basis.
I knew that at some point, number 3 would come into play. What I didn’t know was that it would take me MONTHS to finally be bothered to update this thing. I definitely didn’t forget that I had the blog, I just never seemed to have the time or motivation to open up the page editor and type type type. For this, I am sorry, but only to myself. I could have been leaving myself little textual reminders of what has been going on – and trust me, a lot has gone on. Where to begin though?
The Great Betrayal
Yes, a girl was in our midst! This normally wouldn’t be an issue, not for normal people with working moral compasses, anyway. This led to a great betrayal involving two boys and one girl, now there is one boy, one girl, and a bunch of very confused ‘ex-friends’ or ‘university friends’ as we’re called. The disposable ones, apparently. The rest of the group have disbanded from these two people, in a bid to stop associating with those who have upset them. This caused a great deal of sadness on my part as the boy was a very close friend of mine and he has forsaken the mantra ‘Bros before Hos’. Very sad. See?
My Foot
I refused to call an ambulance until I'd got a good picture.
Shortly after that debacle I fell down some stairs. HA! Not that funny actually, quite painful and resulted in five hours in Selly Oak Hospital Accident and Emergency and I also am still feeling the pain now. Luckily for me I was given the great privelege of hobbling around Selly Oak on two crutches with my foot cemented into a roboboot for the coming months. LOVERLYYYY! Anyway, what supposedly happened was that I tore all the ligaments, and got a hairline fracture on the bone. Another lovely. They treat torn ligaments in the same way as they do broken bones, which is to hold it in place until it’s healed (mine probably hasn’t, there’s been a dull ache there ever since and if I stand in the shower I notice it most), anyway this meant I had the roboboot, had to ‘keep my feet up’ etc etc. It was a most humiliating furore. Mostly.
Snow, Snow, More Snow, and an Almost Aborted Trip to Worcester
Yes, when out of my window I did spyeth the most lovelieth white carpet of pure white, fresh driven snow it did exciteth me. But, as with the rest of England and Great Britain, I soon grew weary of it. London ground to a standstill again. And London being the centre of the universe received the majority of news coverage, despite other areas of the country just ‘getting on with it’ and ‘manning up’, to use a few kinder phrases. There were deaths, accidents, lock-ins, lock-ups, slip-ups, slip-overs, A&Es were full to bursting with ice and snow related injuries and you could see that news anchors’ eyes
The view from my window
had glazed over through sheer boredom when having to express joy at how ‘wonderful’ the viewers’ pictures of snow in their area looked. I only took a few pictures of this. Only a few. This one being the most easily to hand of the few that I took. I digress. This snow nearly put a stopper on a trip which we had had planned since the summer. It was my cousin Daniel’s 30th Birthday party at a big manor house in Worcestershire. I was apprehensive enough about the whole affair… My dad’s car got stuck in the snow trying to climb a hill to pick me up, nearly got crushed by a jack-knifing lorry, nearly called the whole trip off until some kind strangers helped dig them out. The trip was once again ‘on’ and we went and had a lovely time at a very pretty house and I met people who I hadn’t seen since I was “YE HIGH!” or “knee-high to a grasshopper”… ah Northerners and their silly turns of phrase…
Park Hall House, Worcestershire, Nr. Kidderminster.
Christmas & New Year & Beyond
Christmas was a rather boring affair all-in-all, the usual stuff happened, and on New Year we got drunk in a pub until the sun came up, which is also a pretty normal activity I suppose. The whole season was somewhat blighted by the fact that I was questioning whether or not to come back to university, as I’d been ill with viruses such as swine flu, and bronchitis and the common cold and an intestinal virus over the semester which whilst unremarkable in themselves had contributed to me being incredibly behind in my work. In fact, I’m still incredibly behind now. Except that now, I’m incredibly behind, owe my landlord money, and am probably definitely at least taking a leave of absence. There is no way I am going to get a 12,000 word dissertation started finished and perfected before April now. So yes. That’s the long and short of it, I am a lousy blogger, a lousy student and a lousy… non-tearer-of-ligaments. What’s been going on with you?
