Saturday, June 10, 2006

 

i have moved, come and visit me at http://www.byebye-blackbird.blogspot.com/

Brianne has left the building. Kiss kiss darlings.

posted by Brianne 8:16 am

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

 

My intention was to post about Angie's wedding at the weekend but having read Esther's post about her fanclub i thought i would just give a quick account of my own encounter of the weird kind. monday i returned to Sibly and lugged my case into the lift, there was a man already in the lift and he looked at me and said "arrrrrrrrrrr luverly gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrl" I looked at him with probably what looked like a very confused expression and then i looked beseechingly out of the lift as the door closed. He then watched as i pressed the button for my floor and he said "arrrrrrr floor 7" "er?" i said. Fortunately the lift arrived at my floor then (a miracle in itself) and i escaped. Of course had I been Esther he would probably have whipped out a camera and taken my photo.

Anyway on to the wedding, i was not wonderfully successful with my camera but here are a few pics.

posted by Brianne 5:25 pm

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

 

I hate PACS. thats all.


Venting my frustration at pieces of paper isn't working, they don't respond and they certainly don't offer any consolation. There is also something slightly crazy about a 24 year old sitting in her room alone screaming and smacking at bits of paper (although they deserve it!! The analysis is completely messing with my head). My conclusion is that I need someone to vent at. Yes, i have come to see the truth, the true reason for needing that someone special in your life is so that they can pull your hands away when you are ripping out your hair, slip a sedative in your tea and call for the men in white coats. Unfortunately I have not yet found the man who would joyfully play this role in my life and so i must continue to merrily shred up my work into little pieces with a manic grin on my face with no one to force the tatters from my fevered grip. i don't even have Esther across the hall to point out when i am talking to myself.

I'm not crazy really, just a little stressed, thats all, not crazy, no, no, no...well maybe just a little eccentric. yes thats it, i'm eccentric ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.........................................

posted by Brianne 6:55 pm

Monday, May 22, 2006

 

The exams are over for the year and i survived. It was the worst exam i have ever done, i may have passed but i certainly didn't shine. I also found out that the placement i was hoping for has fallen through, they didn't want me (at least that is what it feels like). I wonder if these NHS trusts realise what it feels like when you are struggling to qualify for a job they say they are in desperate need for and you have to fight tooth and nail to get the necessary experience. I am worried that one of my course mates is going to drop out. I am so tired. i am possibly close to tears but you don't have to see that so please don't worry. I am now hoping that Milton Keynes will come through and supply me with the placement i need.

This weekend I shall be back in London and pretending for a couple of days that I have no responsibilities. The drink is starting to hit my head now so i had better go back and join the others now but i think i will go outside first and dance in the rain; it's been a long time.

posted by Brianne 5:41 pm

Thursday, May 18, 2006

 

O look! here i am again with nothing really to say, i must be in the middle of revision for another exam. I feeling a little tense. I just got back from another placement (thats enough to stress me out) and my light is not working and i have discovered that i returned the wrong book to the library on tuesday and i now own a fine on the book sitting on the windowsill somehow grinning at me evilly. On top of that i have revision to do and an essay to proof-read.

Monday is my last exam and i think i deserve to celebrate afterwards. I thought i might spend the day in London on Tuesday and pretend i'm not a poor student for the day. Or i could stay here and start work on my child data analysis. It's a tough decision, now let me think...

posted by Brianne 6:05 pm

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

 

When did the library become so popular? i would not normally go to the library to revise but i needed to pick up a book i had on hold so i lugged my revision notes onto campus only to discover that it was impossible to find an empty seat in the library. What are all those people doing there? I generally can't revise properly in the library because i need to say my notes out loud (as esther wil remember) and pace up and down (as esther will remember) and sometimes jump up and down on my bed in frustration (esther will remember me doing this on her bed. must have been fun living with me in the third year). How are all those people able to sit there quietly working all day? What if it is not going well and they have a strong desire to throw something? you can't do that in the library. I suppose i should go and do some revision (read for first time) of stammering. Last exam on Monday!! (unfortunately i then have some assignments to do and a presentation of my child study). Bob is feeling slightly fried.

posted by Brianne 11:48 am

Monday, May 15, 2006

 

Sushi causes accident on M25!!!

i was just on the phone to my mum talking about my journey back to reading whilst at the same time i chatted to a friend on msn about a meal being prepared for her by her Japanese flat mate. Normally this is something i can do although i find i am a little slower at both. On this occasion i suddenly became aware of my mother laughing down the phone saying "the M25 can be bad but i don't usually have trouble from jack-knifed sushi." It would seem that on this occasion my multi-tasking skills failed me (after a couple of glasses of wine i might add).

posted by Brianne 6:39 pm

 

posted by Brianne 4:42 pm

 

One Blond's Journey to Brugge...

Wednesday my mum rang me up and asked me if i wanted to go to Brugge and as it had been a whole month since i had last been and i was ahead of schedule with my work, i decided to go; so after my placement on thursday i drove home to redhill. That night i realised i had left my passport at uni. I got up at 4am with the intention to drive back to reading and get back before my parents were up however my mum was already awake and she offered to drive me (her car is faster than mine so i felt i couldn't refuse). Whe i arrived i decided not to use the lift because it keeps breaking down (once with me in it) and i ran up the stairs. i spent the next few minutes ripping my room apart only to realise that my passport wasn't there and that it was most likely in my black bag which had either been stolen or was at home (please don't say a word, i am hanging my head in blond shame). So i phoned my mum who was waiting downstairs and then i dashed out of the room and back down the stairs. i had reached the 5th floor stairs when i tripped and fell down them, twisting my ankle and hearing a strange pop noise. i sat down on the stairs, blinking back tears of pain and trying not to scream (it was about 5.30am at this point and did not think the other inhabitants of Sibly would appreciate it). My mum then rang me to tell me not to rush
mum: "Brianne, don't rush down those stairs"
Brianne: "errk....."
Mum:"Brianne?"

My mum then couldnt get in to help me walk out so i had to hold onto the bannisters and swing my way down the stairs (so glad no one else was awake). By the time i got home my foot had swollen and a large golf ball had appeared on my ankle. Anyway the swelling has gone down but i have some interesting purple stripes on 50% of my foot and ankle. If you are squeamish look away...now!




I blame Esther of course. I spoke to her wednesday night and i feel her blondness infected me. From now on i think i should communicate with her by email only and even thats running a risk.

posted by Brianne 3:24 pm