You know your life needs a bit of a push in the more sociable direction when all the librarians know you by your first name. Having finally completed the bane of my existance that has been my EPQ investigation I can look upon all 5,842 words and weep with joy. My current penchant for printing it out repeatedly to remind myself that i have actually finished it is not only personally unhealthy but probably wiping out half of Sherwood forest and diminishing my pledge to be 'environmentally aware'. Yeah.
Still applying for University, I have since today found out that i have to complete a second application for Cambridge once they have accepted my first. Come on?! I never realised it would be so hard to actually make something of my life in this way. I mean, I have achieved the actual desire to go to university; but not only did i find the whole UCAS thing a completely horrific experiance but they're now saying i have to apply again?
My car failed its MOT yesterday and i'm in mourning, I am going on a second hunt for car parts today, but this time accompanied with a male who can do the talking while i stand a look.. ahem... pretty. A self-confessed feminist; I'm not too happy relaying this information but will be ecsstatic when my car is repaired and re-tested on Monday and passes.
If i don't start seeing friends outside of both my jobs/college now the essay-of-my-life is over i think I'm going to perish in a mass of printings and restaurant condiments.
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