Wednesday, 7 September 2011

OMG Its been nearly a month since I last blogged!

So In that month I have done two things. Firstly I did my first year report and VIVA, and secondly I went home for a holiday.

The report... well we don't really want to talk about the report. Surface to say I didn't do my best work and I had better improve next time. But no big angry security guard frog-marched me off the premiss so it can't have been that bad. It wasn't great though, I'll be honest. Both my assessors we women, and one of them is heavily pregnant, how am I supposed to deal with that?

So I felt like a pretty much ran away to Nottingham to escape my failing work and pretend it wasn't happening. I think I managed this well.


Here I am drinking cocktails with Joni.


Here I am drinking with Ali...


Drinking with some more people (Mike, Chloe & Roger)...


Not drinking this time, but gossiping with the girls, which has smiler effects (Charlotte, Beth & Jack)

I did do other things on this trip other than drinking, lots of other things. We had lunch in my favourite lunch place in Nottingham (Tamatangas - Indian, if you are ever in Notts you must go there for lunch) and we went to the CCAN and to the Castle. The exhibition in the castle at the moment on street art is particularly good. 

We also spent at least two nights hanging out at Tims playing games and arguing politics and stuff. This is possibly one of my favourite things to do in the whole world. It reminds me of how much fun you can have with just good friends and good conversation. I do think at some point im going to have to remind Tim (the theatre arts graduate) that whilst slightly inebriated he tried to argue that arts should receive no funding from the government, and argument which kept me up later than any of the nights out in town! 

Special thanks go out this holiday to Chloe, who once again found the excuse, rallied the troops and organised a fantastic night out in town. I miss going out so much when i'm stuck in Scotland, and there is nothing like nearly getting thrown out of a bar for dancing on a table to make you feel wanted! Although saying that there was a brillient moment when we were deciding where to go next, shared by myself and Mike and the conversation went something like this... 

Everyone else - "Lets go cucamaras!" (the place in Notts for seriously cheap and nasty drinks)

Me to Mike - "Is it just me or dose 'really cheap drinks so you can get drunk quickly' just not sound like a good advert for a bar anymore?"

Mike - "nope, i hate cucamaras"

Me - "me too. Next time we are home me, you, Joni and Helen should go out together to The Pitcher (old church converted to cocktail bar) and Tilt (jazz club/cocktail bar)."

Mike - "That sounds great."

Me - "We are getting old."

Mike - "Yup."

Oh dear.

Anyway, so I had an amazing trip home. We managed to see just about everyone, including Jonis older brother and family which was great. I only lost my voice for half of it and have just about caught up on my sleep now. 

I came home feeling much better about the work, ready to throw myself into it, to conquer it all, save to world, cure cancer, get skinny, earn a million and even make time to house train the cat. Lets see how that goes shall we.... 









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