So yesterday was pretty manic. A really busy day that i think, aswell as maybe something else, resulted in me vomiting and feeling really really tired. It was still quite a good day though, i felt very studeous and proactive, even though i found myself drifting off in the lectures.

We did some really silly experiment in my lab session, where a partner who i had never met before, had to draw where my bicep and median nerve were on my arm. Then we held a device to our brachial pulse and gave it a little electric shock. It was quite funny when my arm suddenly flew out of control and i could feel the current going down my arm! Walking around campus actually made me realise that it's actually a really pretty, nice, open place to study, and i saw a whole new building out of the window when i was taking a nap in the Edward Boyle library.

At 11am i took a break from lectures, tutorials and lab practicals and went to go and see our house for next year for the first time. I was nervous before that i wouldn't like it, after already paying £200 deposit and signing the contract. Me and Gracie hadn't seen it yet and were relying on the girls to have chosen the right house for us. As soon as i stepped inside i knew that they had made a good decision for all of us. I was in a bit of a predicament when i found myself really liking the smallest room and a large room right at the front of the house. I didn't know which one to say to the girls that i wanted because i want my moneys worth from the house and so surely i should go for the bigger room, which i could imagine myself living in. However, the smallest room, which still isn't that small, was so bright and i could imagine myself being scared of being burgled or something in the room near the front. I finally settled on the smaller room because a nice light room is important to me and the downstairs one seemed a bit dark, aswell as stepping down for the other girls because i have the least stuff so the smallest room made sense.

I'm excited to be having Callum visit me tomorrow, for the whole weekend. I really want to show him the uni, might give him a little tour on monday. I'm so excited to pick him up from the bus stop at 11 ish, which is going to feel so late for such an early sleeper, and bring him back to Bodington hall, or bod as most people, including myself, call it. I think on Saturday i'll show him the city, all the shops, cafes and huge buildings. Of course there are nasty parts, like any big city, but i'm proud of living in such a wicked place, despite it's bad reputation! On Saturday night i'm going to take him on an indie night out with Grant house. I'll take him to dry dock, the pub/bar inside a huge boat, first, and then to cockpit, an indie/rock music playing club. I've never been there before but i have a feeling that we are both going to love it! After the crazy night before i think on Sunday we'll just chill around Grant house. I'm hoping to, instead of him spending lots of money on taking me out for a meal like he insists, cook him dinner on Sunday night. I might give mum a ring and find out the recipe for frankfurter egg scramble pasta, i feel Callum needs to experience the taste!

Is it silly to want to skype every minute of everyday? I can safely that that it's definitely silly to have a folder of pictures called "callie" but oh well. We've been together nearly been 8 months now, that seems so long term, in a good way. They've been pretty awesome because he makes me smile a lot.

I couldn't tell you why i'm writing this. it's coming across a bit sloppy and gay but i just fancied it, and i hate the idea of being one of those couples that makes people cringe. I hope we aren't one of those, but ultimately i don't care, i believe we're pretty wick.

Pretty inspired right now. Just read the blog of a girl who's just moved into our house, and it's really good. really well written. Thought i might try and get some content in here, instead of just silly pictures and comments!

I got my timetable today, to my disappointment. I've got about double the modules i had last term so many many more lectures. It's an absolute nightmare to have 9-5 with no breaks, but has its perks.Today i had a couple of hours of break. It was really nice to just stroll into town with a friend, buy chicken and wander back when my friend went home. Listening to Rihanna, yeah i'm truly obsessed, i just felt so at home at Leeds, like i knew the streets and the way it worked, not so much a little fish in an ocean. It was lovely to feel so independent, and motivated me enough to actually sit, listen and even make notes in the lecture to come, instead of taking cheeky naps like I often do.

I had my first ever genetic lecture, it was fun, but waayy too much about plants and animals. I really wasn't fussed about the scientific name for some plant that looked like foxglove to me. oh well, i'm sure they'll get onto the human stuff that i love soon.

I seem quite content, considering the stress that i've had the past couple of days. Finding out that my payment for accomodation was taken twice, leaving me £1300 past my overdraft, and changing my course from medical science to human physiology has proven very difficult to cope with. Difficult phone calls, passing me between different departments, and the squabble between Natwest and uni about who should pay me back i suppose has raised my coping threshold. You can tell of my positivity by how, after every negative statement, i annoyingly make it positive and glass half full.

I was sitting with two people of my course, one who i'd never met before but seemed nice, and they both got out academic planners. I need one of those. so badly. I think i would enjoy getting organised and writing little notes. Have to make sure i don't doodle and write silly things though, must keep it tidy and professional. Think when i eventually get my money back from Natwest i'm straight to WHSmith to invest. I wonder if Wilkos will do them cheaper? most likely, but not for the quality, however much i love good wilkos it cheap price comes at a cost. Saying that i bought 3 litres of coke for something crazy like £1.75 the other day. bargain!

i am not a goon, i'm afraid.

just found a really ridiculous blog. eugh.

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what a silbil eh?

thought i would post a nice pleasant picture.

Invicta Grammar School

Went to recieve my results certificates from my old school today.

It was so lovely tob back there, even for just a short while.

Just so reminiscent of safety, ease and warmth.