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| I've been doing a photoblog project thingy:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/dichohecho/sets/72157606465530494/
So... yeah. It's there. Go see!
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| I didn't get the A-Level grades I wanted. I got As in Maths and Spanish
and I was 3 marks off an A in Physics. But it's still a B.
So this morning I was looking at phoning up Bristol(my firm choice) and
begging for a place, going with Birmingham (my insurance choice), going
through clearing or scrapping the whole thing and reapplying.
After having comforting coffee and chocolate with Anna I came home and
phoned up the admissions office. The nice lady there told me they
hadn't made a decision yet so I'd be "in limbo" for a bit longer and I
should phone back tomorrow. Then later on I got a phonecall from the
Computer Science Admissions Tutor saying that, although they were very
full this year, they could offer me a deferred place for 2009. So I
said yes!
Now I get a gap year which is very exciting, but scary too! Once the
change has gone through UCAS I'll need to get a job to earn some money
and decide what to do with myself for the next year!
I'd love to go to Israel and visit Gal and Maiyan but I'll have to work
things out a bit more generally before planning specific things like
that.
As for my friends, most of them have got what they wanted and better.
Emily, who herself says that she "used to do no work at all at my old
school", has got the three Bs she needed and worked so hard for.
Caroline has got and exceeded the terms of her offer so she's off to
become a doctor. It's going to be lonely around here!
So that's what this awful mangled mess is about. My photo editing
skills have let me down here, but I'm happy/excited so this is how it's
going to be. The woman on the postcard had a very yellow skin tone
which was impossible to blend into mine so I just stuck my whole head
on, minus the hair...
In other news, one of our neighbours' cats has been harassing us. He
sits outside our doors and windows mewing and waits for us to go in or
out.
We're used to having other peoples' cats in our garden, it's neutral
territory since we don't have one ourselves, but now he seems to have
decided that he wants to live with us. His real owners say that he
hasn't been coming home except to eat for about six months now. And to
cap it all they've just got a dog!
On the happier, less worrying side of things my phone has finally
returned to me completely. I initially sent the phone and battery (but
not the cover) to Smasung as they requested. They fixed the phone and
sent it back without the battery but with an extra cover. I rang them
up and told them this. They've now sent me a new battery and a new
cover. So now I have three covers and a brand new battery :D | | |
| It took me a while to get here, my computer isn't all that keen on flashy type websites. The new BBC homepage is about as much as it can take...
Revision is so underwhelming. Just sitting here learning stuff & doing past papers. It almost feels like I should be doing something, like I'm wasting my time. At the same time there's something nice about going back over topics and finding that you know them! Hmm. I hope I do know them properly. It's so easy to deceive yourself, thinking that writing stuff out constitutes learning. You have to CONCENTRATE.
Examwise I have:
C3 Maths 06/07/08 PM (90 mins)
2863 Physics 11/07/08 AM (75 mins)
2864 Physics 11/07/08 AM (75 mins)
C4 Maths 12/07/08 AM (90 mins)
SP04 Spanish 12/07/08 PM (2 hrs 30 mins)
2865 Physics 17/07/08 PM (90 mins)
AEA Maths 25/07/08 PM (3 hrs)
(I've already had my Spanish oral, done 2 Spanish and 2 Physics courseworks, had 2 Mechanics exams.)
Anyway. I don't know if I like blogging. I always feel that I have to censor myself. I could set up a blog which isn't connected to anything else and be completely anonymous but I don't know... I do want to write this one like a diary but I don't put down what I think or feel because I know that I'll probably change my mind later and feel silly. But then I'm always going to act on my thoughts so I'll probably feel silly anyway. Ugh. I like Flickr because I can just take photos of stuff. I don't have to include an opinion or think about how to put things. A photoblog would be easier. But I don't do that either. It could get quite boring for anyone reading. And I take thousands of photos and many of them are just random stuff & pretty stuff. Maybe I think too much about how I'm percieved? I probably get it wrong anyway. I dislike it when people seem to have no idea of how they come across. It makes me cringe & feel bad. Also people who react angrily to any slight criticism without taking on board that there's actually something they're doing wrong. It seems almost arrogant. Why do you automatically think that I'm just trying to provoke you? Do you think that you're just so perfect that you can't be doing anything wrong. We all have to learn from one another. Notice how people react to you. What I hate most is when someone's acting like an utter twat and everyone else just goes along with it and then bitches later. They're proabbly not going to realise they're being twatty if you just let them think it's ok. Standing up to people is IMPORTANT. If you just stand back and let someone make another person feel small, "borrow" someone's stuff, get in everyone's faces etc they're not going to think that what they're doing is actually UNACCEPTABLE. I know that actually being the one person who does stand up is quite possibly going to make you a social outcast or get you a stinging put down from the someone, and that's what's so sad. The group will just allow all this crap and if any individual stands out they'll get it in the neck and no-one else will defend them. Fighting your own battles and all that is fine, but sometimes rescuing really IS necessary. Ugh. </rant>
This blog gets imported to my Facebook but I normally hide it on my news feed because I know there are people who will think "Why's she writing that? Why do we want to know?" and possibly even give me a hard time about it. It's sad. But it's reality unfortunately. I have to be around these people when I'm in school so... I carry on doing it. I might stop once I've properly left, but then it's probably naive to see the end of school as a fantastic "new beginning" I'm still going to be me and have most of my hang-ups intact. I'll probably still feel the influenece of having been there so long. Changing the way I think & act really can't be esay.
I've never kept a proper diary either, and, I hesitate to admit this as my sisters may well read this, it was partly because I hated the thought of someone finding it and laughing at me.
I don't think I take myself hugely seriously, and I'm never completely certain about things. It worries me slightly when people seem to be. People who're my age or younger declaring that they're madly in love, dropping out of college and thinking it doesn't matter, it just seems mad to me. I wonder how they can possibly have thought this through and been so sure that they're right that they ignore parents' and friends' advice. I suppose my way of living is pretty much "you're safer staying as you are until you're certain", but the problem is I'm never certain. I end up making decisions by not making them, carrying on as I am & following the seemingly safer route. I'm sure there must be stuff I've missed out on by not being bold enough. I should make a resolution to just do things and take leaps of faith, but by the time I come to thinking that it may be too late. Clean cut decisions just aren't the way I work, I should try to be more confident in my own opinion and thoughts. But it's just so hard.
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This was my supper tonight
(and should be tomorrow night too as I have a fair bit left over)
I was very pleasantly surprised by how this came out actually. Mum's made Moroccan stew stuff in the oven before with lamb and squash from Jamie Olvier's recipe but I made this up as I went along. Pork isn't exactly a Moroccan thing to eat so you can pretend that it's goat. I'm going to write the recipe out here so now would be a good time to stop reading if you don't want to read that...
Put olive oil, garlic, sliced red onion & rosemary in saucepan & heat on hob. When it gets spitty & sizzly, add ground cumin & dried coriander, then stir and add chopped-up pork (easy to do with scissors). Cook pork until a bit less pink, then add about 2 tbsp of passata, roughly chopped tomatoes, sliced carrot, chopped sweet potato & yellow pepper. Add boiling water to immerse 1/2 of it. Add 1/2 pork stock cube & top up water until almost covered. Then ground fenugreek, dried mint, dried stoneless apricots, ground allspice, cocoa powder, red hot chili powder & bay leaves. Boil for ages, add lemon juice & black pepper to taste. Cook until carrot & sweet potato are a bit mushy but not liquid. Make-up wholegrain cous cous, add olive oil, balsamic vinegar & pepper. Serve with natural yoghurt. mmmmmmmmmmmm | | |
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