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[Jul. 5th, 2006|02:14 am] |
THE DUV IS BACK!!
Afternoon all! What a year! I've been very quiet as far as on the net goes, but its paid off. I took on an extra module ontop of what I was required to do and I still managed to pass EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM! ROCK ON!! My lowest pass was Maths; 58%, nearly 20% higher than minimum pass.
I also now work in a reptile pet shop just meters down the road from university, and I have impressed my bosses there.
I have a room lined up to rent in a nice area of the city for next year.
I'm getting driving lessons and will hopefully have a full drivers liscence by the start of next term.
I have been given a mates rates price on a nice little runner.
:: sob :: I grow up so fast :D
Went to see the RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS live the other day. I am feeling pukey from a nasty chinese takeaway I just ate. I have begun to wear !PINK! OMFG, PINK! HEATHER HAS AND DOES WEAR PINK! SHE OWNS PINK CLOTHES!!!
^^ Me in Ben's truck, Sway. We went camping in the Forest of Dean in Wales. Drank lots of apple sours, played strip 21, got naked in a tent with 5 other naked lesbians (was SERIOUSLY cold, was around easter time!). Went for a 10 mile bikeride one day and a 10 mile walk he next. Was cool.
^^ Me pratting about with my butterfly kite. Wee! Kites! Multicoloured ribbony streamers!!
Dont have much else to say :P Hello everyone! |
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[Jan. 30th, 2006|02:02 pm] |
Oh My God.
I think my brain is going to explode in an attractive fountain of red-soaked grey matter.
No, I'm not dead. Well actually, I may as well be. My life is not my own anymore, it now belongs to Cov Uni.
To be honest, I shouldnt be complaining... I'm doing all the modules I wanted and doing well in them all. I mean, in Animal & Plant biology Phase Test I, I got a fabulous 95%! In most of my modules I'm getting double the pass rate or higher with the majority of my marks in the 70's and 80's.
Who's on track for a First? well... I don't like to boast... >:D
Pride comes before fall. Its nearly February. I hate February. Its the worst month in the entire year. Something always goes spectacuarly ass-over-tit in Feb. It just happens to be a co-incidence that the busiest month of the Foundation in Science calendar is Feb. And I have an extra module than everyone else on the course.
I think I'm gonna Crash And Burn. Joyous. |
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| killer weekend! |
[Nov. 27th, 2005|07:43 pm] |
WHAT A WEEKEND!!
I was hanging out with more young gay people than ever before! And we all danced to the YMCA, the macarena, the timewarp and other such party classics. I got incredibly drunk. I was crashing in a new friends hotel room, Kerry and Si were great. Shven is a cool guy.
I have an assessed practical on wednesday morning, gives me just enough time to recover and revise. |
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| As they say, when it rains, it pours... |
[Nov. 25th, 2005|10:19 pm] |
OH MY GOD! :: dies ::
Roz, the head honcho of the Science Foundation course is some kind of inhuman machine! Imagine Professor Walsh off Buffy with a hernia, or good old bookverse Dr. Calvin with chronic toothache. Dr Jackson is a mean machine, completely intolerant of failure to comply and pretty well...everything! She smiled today in lecture (although it was more of a crocidile's grin) and me and Steve actually looked at each other in silent, terrified shock, nervously chuckling to laugh off the fact we'd been unsettled by some little old lady lecturer!
S. Charlesworth is a scatterbrained, grey haired female physical geography lecturer who has frequent brainfarts and has to ask the class what word she's looking for. J. Bennet is a gay looking man who always wears brown, teaches The Natural World and looks like if you said 'boo' to him he'd run away, but him and Roz often have quiet 'not-being-slaughtered' conversations. Chris is a completely hopeless physical geography tutorial teacher, from Nigeria, and he seems to have taken a shine to me that I'm very uncomfortable with (in the first lesson he told me I reminded him of a lioness, which I was stupid enough to be mildly flattered by, but now I'm just getting freaked out by him). I have no idea what her name is, but the woman who takes us for Animal and Plant Biology is a shade away from HOPELESS, and one of our practical geography teachers is an american looking male who I swear wears mascara and/or eyeshadow.
I've been snowed under with work all of a sudden. Everything comes at once, I've just packed up a framed painting ready for posting, I have two reptile hides nearing completion and needing packaging and posting, and some people interested in doing business with me. I stopped up till 5am on monday night pooing myself over some coursework I thought I needed to hand in the next day (wasnt actually due in till 4pm friday), I have a powerpoint presentation to do for Roz on solutions for increasing nutrient intake in the plant kingdom (my chance to impress and point out that I'm not a mindless slacker and dont require yelling at). I've just about completed the coursework due in tomorrow to the best of my current abilities, and tomorrow night I'm going out to a gay club/bar with some people I vaguely know.
Going to meet up with Shven, the bisexual boyfriend of one of my uni mates, who I've spoken to lots on msn but never actually met. We are going to meet two of the key organisers of a LGBT society off the train, (lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender) who are coming up for a conferencey meeting thing and are being lent accomodation by Shven. Were gonna go party, then because its nigh on impossible to get home via public transport after 9:45, I'm stopping over with. I'm being put in the livingroom with the LGBT secretary. I'm just hoping I don't get nigh on molested again, as did happen for the majority of the fireworks party I went to two weeks ago, at which a girl called Katie decided we were a physical match made in heaven, despite my rather irritated and decidedly loud shouts of "STOP TOUCHING ME! GET OFF!"
So yea, life is busy! |
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| Wtf is wrong with me!? lol... |
[Oct. 8th, 2005|04:57 pm] |
Ok. Thursday. How did it go? Insanely...
I tamed a baby anaconda that afternoon. No fear. Not a second thought. I can handle a snake, even a fairly aggressive one. I held her and she was calm, and I was happy as pie. That's an anaconda, will grow to 20ft and eat pigs, but I dont think they are anywhere near as scary or dangerous as people.
That evening I went out to meet up with the Coventry LGBT+ Society. On my own, on the train, walked to the pub specified. I was 20 mins early, got a drink and sat myself down. At 8 I think they arrived. I was 90% sure they were the gay soc, but I have such a crap gaydar I couldn't find another lesbian in a gay pride march. I wanted to go over and make myself known, but I was too shy to go say hi. Far to shy...
Instead I spent the evening getting slightly drunk with a mature student on his second year of Computing called Martin/Marvin (the music was very loud), chatting about the impacts of industrialism and climate change...
ARGH!?!? WTF IS WRONG WITH ME!?! X_X
There is a group of lesbians waiting around for me and istead I choose to chat to some random geezer about the global general state! :: smacks self :: |
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| Friendly Gay Peeps! |
[Oct. 3rd, 2005|11:02 pm] |
Look! I got nice mail of friendly gay peeps!
hi heather,
Just to let you know there is a webpage/site which can be accessed through the uni web page but im not 100% sure how up and running it all is, as i only check the emails :) Now we have your email address though i can add you to the mailing list and we can mail you with info about when we are meeting up, i think the first meet is going to be this thursday or next so keep checking your emails. Or if you wanted to meet with someone individually just for a natter then that can be arranged
:: is happy ::
I've just spent 3hrs doing maths homework. Oh the long forgotten, questionable joys of fractions and decimals. Funny what you miss when you leave school. Funnily enough this wasn't one of them... |
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| Oh My God... |
[Oct. 1st, 2005|02:56 pm] |
I am experiencing the legend that is Fresher's Flu.
Fresher's Flu: The coming together of students from many far flung destinations across the United Kingdom, and other countries with overseas students, leads to the introduction of many subtly different variations of many different kinds of bacterial and viral infections.
Now, I took Jane's cough with me to uni, but omg I'm so ill so suddenly now! I felt a bit run down last night but I presumed it was just because of a stressful week, now though I'm experiencing the magical mystery of fresher's flu. I woke up feeling poopy, but went out to thow a disk around a bit for fun and relaxation. Before long my thows were pathetic and my arms were like limp, overcooked noodles. I got home and blasted downhill from there, within an hour being barely able to breathe for the cattargh (sp) and mucuos in my respiratory tract. My eyes were streaming. I took some paracetamol and decongestants, had some soup and coke, felt worse if anything so I went to lie down and watch supersize me. By the time it had finished I was feeling virtually okish again.
Respect the microorganisms, for they will knock you for six in under 3 hrs. |
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| Phew |
[Sep. 30th, 2005|06:03 pm] |
First week at uni over and out. So what have I done with my time? Surprisingly little drinking.
I've secured all the modules I wanted to do. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw that human geo was a compulsary for all geography degree courses, but I talked to Prof Roz Jackson (she reminds me strongly of an older Prof Walsh from buffy the vampire slayer, but 2x as scary) and she not only let me not do human geo, but allowed me to sign up for an extra module! So I've got;
Mathematic Skills 1,
Mathematic Skills 2,
Academic Writing 1 (I may be exempt from this one!),
Academic Writing 2,
Science Skills,
Practical Geography,
Introduction to Physical Geography,
Animal and Plant Biology,
The Diversity of Life,
The Natural World.
I've got info on the Fencing Soc, Gliding Soc, Mountaineering Soc, Environmental Soc and I wanted to join the Lesbian Gay Bisexual and Transgender Soc, but I was too shy to go and pick up a leaflet. They had really cute but scary looking artistic lesbians with short and spikey or brilliant pink hair wo-manning the stall. I felt a bit stuffy and misplaced.
Good week though. Got a night out tonight and tomorrow night hopefully. |
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| Uni! |
[Sep. 26th, 2005|08:09 pm] |
Made it. I'm practically officially a student. I'm gonna try to join the Gay group, just because it might be cool to, and see if I can locate some frisbee players.
Also, as far as next year goes, it looks like this is the return of the Eco-Warrior Izzou!! |
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| AMUN |
[Sep. 16th, 2005|07:32 pm] |
Amun
Indeed, you are 79% erudite, 87% sensual, 50% martial, and 50% saturnine.
Amun was a mysterious God indeed. His very name basically means "what is hidden", "what is not seen", "what cannot be seen", and though even his form was said to be �unknown�, he was depicted as a man with the head of a uraeus (cobra), or a man seated on a throne and holding in one hand the sceptre, and in the other the ankh.
All secrets aside, what we do know is that Amun was the Egyptian King of the Gods, not unlike his counterparts Zeus (Greek mythology) and Odin (Norse mythology). With his ruling might over the Gods, Amun soon became associated with the Pharaohs.
Being responsible for the creation of the world, it is not surprising that he was also the God of fertility, reproduction, and sexual power, and thus also the God of agriculture. With the combined powers of regeneration and royalty, Amun became linked to the sun and the great God Ra, becoming known as Amun-Ra, which pretty much consolidated his status as Supreme God.
In spite of Amun's political ascension, he also enjoyed popularity among the common people of Egypt, who came to call him the vizier of the poor, the protector of the weak, and an upholder of justice. |
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| the night out that wasn't... |
[Sep. 7th, 2005|08:31 am] |
It was a massive pile of wasted time! Only Robin, Marcus and I turned up, and Robin was going to go home after Lloyd's so we didn't get to go to Sugar. Ah, nm, I have discovered that I'll be back from camping in time for the big 15th-er (the last night out before people start going to/back to uni.
Still, I'm going camping tomorrow! I found some walking boots for £25 that fit well (bargain!) and I'll take reading material, batteries and my MP3 player, the telescope, one of the laptops with the Starrynight skymapping program, tinns of spaghetti bolognase & steak+kidney pie filling (looks and smells like dogfood untill you cook it, at which point it becomes THE FOOD OF THE GODS!!!), and all manner of other camping thingies!
CAMPING CAMPING CAMPING!!!!!
TENTS TENTS TENTS!!!!
OMFG, THE F**KING SEASIDE! SWIMMIN!!! CRABS!!! SEAGULLS!! ROCKS!!! GRASS!!! SEAWEED!!! (not many trees because it's cornwall) |
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[Aug. 31st, 2005|08:02 am] |
omg, :: squints ::, I'm so dead. I did go out last night and, for a refreshing change, drank like a fish and danced like a loon. It was great fun... at the time.
I went to the loo at Sugar (club thing) and saw Jane! (she is so damn cute ^^, always seems so bright eyed n smiley) I didn't recognise her at first as I was in a drunken, sensory-inhibited world of my own. She said she was stone cold sober as she had no moneh, so I did fetch her a drinkie.
I danced. Lots. So much that my socks have attempted to become one with the soles of me feet. Ouch.
Got home at 4am. Check me out n my bad self!
At the moment though I need juice, blankets and 'you'll be alright again later' hugglies. Very badass. |
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| Aye, that be anotharr waysted year, yaarr |
[Aug. 30th, 2005|04:04 am] |
So, to look on the positive side, what have I done with the past year?
* Moved out, though this has had a nicely bitter double-edged quality to it.
* Quadrupled my cynicism value, at least. Cynics are well-grounded and not head-in-the-cloudsy, this is good.
* Sold my first ever painting ever. £80, (pats self on back).
* Worked a night job, without skiving or any lateness, for 6 months with only two spates of illness. Not too shabby.
* Had balance peak over £2,500 at one point.
* Got into uni and am repairing my crappy A-Levelley ness.
* Have qualified for £4,000+ max student loan, + £1000+ in grants and bursaries, because New Labour and Tony's Britain are easy to manipulate in your favour so long as you aren't upper middle class.
* Become obsessed with I, Robot. Yes that is a good thing.
* Rediscovered my love of science, though faith in my own abilities is yet to come wandering home.
* I'm doing art for fun again, not for profit or grades. Though I wish I had someone to chat with about it.
* I haven't killed anyone ...honest!
My main concern is that my art skillz haven't improved much this year. Although you can argue that lack of practice = lack of advancement, you can't get around the fact that my rate of learning will be decreasing. Ah, I always wanted to be something, now I just feel like I've missed the boat a bit. Birthday melancholy, all will be fine on the morro. |
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| bacterias! |
[Aug. 22nd, 2005|04:57 am] |
OMG my feets SKINK! Really, it's quite impressive! I swear if this kind of magnitude of stench was introduced to someone suddenly they would pass out! Incredible! Need to deoderize and antibacterialise my boots.
Muhaha, nothing like genocide to make a morning.
...I've had a lot of coke...
:EDIT: OMG! I put Skink instead of Stink! No, I do not have a lizard with smooth, overlapping scales for, in, over or around my feetzies! LOL, more coke. |
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| THE END OF AN ERA! |
[Aug. 15th, 2005|03:13 pm] |
TESCO's no longer owns my soul! Free to do all kinds of crazy creative artz! Six months of hard graft now over, enough in the old savings to see mee through ok. I'm getting a lower hours-per-week job either with the Wine Rack or Choices in Leam, just so I have moneh coming in. Student loans/grants should be coming through soonish, and I'm going to open a student's account with the one that gives you a £100 railcard!
Conclusion: I think I might just be ok. And that's a big thing for a cynical little pessimist to say. |
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| Say Hello, and Wave Goodbye |
[Aug. 2nd, 2005|11:31 pm] |
:: sigh :: I have handed in my notice at TESCO's as I'm suffering from my workload. Bizzarely, I'm most upset about not seeing Richard again, but he's leaving TESCO's too, at the end of october so it would happen sooner or later. He's just incredibly cute, he's had his hair cut way short (he's not so omg cute & fluffy anymore, but he's still got the mannerisms). He keeps nervously smoothing it down/stroking at the back as if he's uncomfortable with it (bless!). It makes him look much taller, a bit gawkier and it makes him look more his age (which was a fab reminder that he is much older than me, though I still don't know by just how much).
I must tell him I like him before I leave. It's always nice to know people find you attractive, it's confidence boosting :P
Any other news? ...oh yeah! I've been asked to design a t-shirt for the Polillo Butaan project! :: dances :: I still haven't heard back from the LEA, so who knows what's going on with my loan/grant application :: stresses :: |
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[Jul. 31st, 2005|04:11 pm] |
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As I move and carry so many heavy boxes at work, I've often wondered what my total weight moved per night is. I'd love to know, just for curiosities sake. Well, last night I picked up an extreemly heavy tray of critical datestock sausages. There was 41 packets in the tray, each weighing 567g apeice. That's 23.247 kilograms! I only weigh 50 kilograms myself! That's 46.5% of my bodyweight lifted and carried. Not too shabby. I'm a little tempted to start working out, see if I can improve on that by much.
I also got home before everyone woke up yesterday, so I grabbed my watercolours and scurried outside to paint the mushrooms growing in the lawn. Our neighbour is a neurotic gardening fanatic (seriously, he trimms the ivy growing up his house's wall away from the gutter using a ruler to get it even!) and when the tree on our front lawn blew down last year, our neighbour was almost leaping the hedge with his offers to help dig up all the roots to stop toadstools from growing. We didn't take him up on the offer because he's so damn meddlesome (we see him steaking around on the canal bank at the bottom of our back garden sometimes). Now we have toadstools coming up and I just know he'll be looking at them, so I painted their little white caps bright blue and green. The postman gave me funny looks though :P |
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| Eeee! |
[Jul. 28th, 2005|07:40 am] |
OMG! I went in to work last night feeling like le poop because I hadn't slept in the day (I'm not sure why, I spent it in bed I just couldn't drop off O_o) Anyway, I was doing very well at the sullen, walking-dead 'grouchy so please leave me be' thing, when, OMG OMG OMG! Richard spoke to me, like, actually went out of his way to come over, look me in the eye, smile at me and say "Hello Heather."
And he kept speaking to me, like, the odd sentance all through the night. He is impossibly cute! He did pick a funny night to start speaking to me completely of his own accord (and quite determinedly too, as I was mostly answering with zombified, monotone, reduced-sylable words like; 'hiyuh', 'yuh', 'dunno'), but OMG! Cutest fluffy richard! (and he always walks around twirling his box-opener (not a euphamism you dirty minded urchins!) and with the top button on his shirt undone in a tres-cute-if-not-a-little-risque way).
On another note, I watched 'Hide and Seek' yesterday evening. Any film containing Bridget Moynahan is now ruined for me, as I could only see a strangely friendly Susan Calvin in the yummiest Lexus coming to save the day with her mad psychologist skillz. It was set in woodland and I half expected Sonny to turn up dressed as a lumberjack at any minute (which led to a discussion with Helena about Dreamweaver's fic, what with the secluded cabin, open fire and bearskin rug cliche!) |
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