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[06 Jan 2009|09:48pm] |
New Year's Resolutions:
1. Go to the seaside. Norfolk, perhaps.
2. Go to more gigs. Already hoping for Psapp and Alela Diane.
I think maybe that's enough.
New Year's Eve was spent in a black dress tied with an aubergine purple ribbon decorated with gold. I drank cava and conversed with strangers.
Today I decided I might go to Glastonbury.
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[23 Dec 2008|05:00pm] |
It's been 2 years since I wrote here.
But I like sometimes to come back to it.
I turned 26 yesterday.
The weekend involved dancing. A firework dress. Shiny new heels causing blistered little toes. Lemon cheesecake.
And last night, Kings of Leon at Wembley Arena.
Today I feel flat.
But we have a Christmas tree, and it's beautiful, and I have much too much to be happy for, so I think I shall concentrate on that.
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[28 Oct 2006|08:50pm] |
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Wouldn't it be nice to just fly somewhere exciting for just 24 hours, with just a toothbrush and some mascara and a clean pair of pants in your bag?
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[30 Jul 2006|01:17pm] |
It has been sooooo long!
So, i passed! I am now officially a doctor, I now officially have to work in a hospital and know Stuff. Almost, anyway... we've been on induction this week (notveryexciting lectures about occupational health, death certification, cremation forms, IT, rotas...) and I begin on Wednesday morning at 8am, the same day as every other newly qualified doctor in the country. Feelings? Apprehensive mostly, excited too, mostly I am looking forward to having a paycheck and being able to afford Tesco Finest and wine over £4 a bottle :)
The graduation ball was amazing, it was a lot of fun to catch up with everyone and wish everyone luck and all galavant around in fancy dress (the theme: what you wanted to be when you grew up - a ballerina!) and then in our poshest togs and high strappy shoes.
&holiday too: Budapest for 5 nights (thermal baths, big hills, the opera for £1, fabulous mojitos), then to Croatia for 4 weeks (beaches, national parks, dodgy nightclubs, gorgeous appartments, a tortoise!, the best bar in the world (The Garden in Zadar - www.thegardenzadar.com), boat trips, car hiring expeditions, bike hiring death, glorious sunshine, half new year parties, learning how to play poker with some irish guys), and finally to Trieste for 4 nights (the largest cave in the world, choppy sea, castles, italian gelato).
[As always, everything has been catalogued on flickr.]
I am having a lovely time these days. Yay!
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[31 May 2006|11:56am] |
Good things!
. those skinny jeans. i LOVE them. they've stretched a little with wear and hence I am now completely convinced by them. they are fab!
. developing a crush. it's so exciting! i get butterflies when i think i might see him! it's a pretty unrealistic crush because he's moving over 200 miles away (indefinitely) in 11 days time. i am hoping for a week-long flingette, that would be fun ;)
. brain surgeoning! i'm following the job that will be mine if all goes to plan, and it's a little scary but not all bad, i almost feel ready and that's very satisfactory.
. lots of other things too (social butterfly that i am), football last night, hoegarden on tap at the dam house on monday, comedy at the union on sunday, the leadmill on saturday, and mr scruff at plug on friday - dancing dancing dancing until 5am, walking home in the light, that quiet part of the day when the world feels cool and fresh.
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[17 May 2006|11:46pm] |
Last night there was a social at Walkabout in town, groups of medics collected around various tables or dancing on the stage. There was a lot of mingling, a lot of catching up, a lot of drink, a lot of fun. There are 240 of us in our year, and there are plenty of cliques, but I think that, through random allocations to our various placements, everyone knows nearly everyone, so everyone caught up with nearly everyone, and obviously there are some I don't know and very few I don't like, but everyone wishes everyone else well, and that was nice. [The exam was ok, I think. Nothing I can do about it now of course, I'm either a doctor or I'm not, the 9th June shall tell.]
I bought some skinny leg jeans from Topshop which I love but I'm not entirely convinced by. And an iPod nano, in a mad indulgent way.
An exciting weekend ahead, involving Bristol and London, a house party and Paul Merton and the Tate Modern. Lovely lovely.
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[08 May 2006|10:22pm] |
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I have my written final examination tomorrow, a 3 hour paper. I have been fuelled the last week or so by tea and Sarah's home baking (danish pastries, muffins, cake...), and today by jelly babies. It's almost frightening that my 5-year undergraduate degree course is finally coming to an end. Just a month to go. That's all.
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[05 May 2006|03:06pm] |
Today is the first day of the year so far that my bedroom is warm. It faces SW, or WSW, so it only gets the sun by about 2:30pm, and if it's not been warm earlier in the day then i'll only be warm right in front of the window. It's on the ground floor too, which doesn't help.
But hoorah for a warm bedroom! I can decide yet whether it's revision inducing or revision repelling :)
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[28 Apr 2006|03:40pm] |
i am tired, hungover, i smell of smoke, i am craving mashed potato. all the usual you would expect from someone whose exams are less than 2 weeks away (!)...
Cornwall was lovely at Easter. The beach at St Ives was clean and we sat and ate cornish ice creams. We ate at fish restaurants in honour of being by the sea. The Barbara Hepworth sculpture garden was gorgeous, and the Tate was lovely too, albeit incredibly small. And the sea was turquoise! We finished off at the Eden Project. A myriad of photographs (many of them macro) ensued.
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[07 Apr 2006|04:04pm] |
It's the final day of term. Easter holidays begin tomorrow, and I have a few plans but for the most part I'll be hidden in my textbooks. My finals are the 9th and 16 of May. I'm finally on the home stretch, and I can see the finishing line. It's scary, but so completely exciting. My life is going to change quite remarkably if May goes to plan, and I am looking forward to it immensely.
I love spring. I love the yellow of the daffodils.
( survey from nicolasix )
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[10 Mar 2006|10:27pm] |
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So I went speed dating. I had the best night I've had in ages, mostly fuelled by mojitos, but also by the fact that it was silly and fun. And there were a couple of nice guys. So one of them I swapped numbers with, and we had a bit of a snog (the word snog makes me feel like i'm 14 again but i don't think there's a better one!), and today I went online to add my ticks, and the idiot hasn't ticked me! And I know he's entered his ticks, because the site told me so. Men are SO confusing. I give up!! [But I recommend speed dating to all and sundry.]
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[05 Mar 2006|04:34pm] |
It's official! Tidying your room makes you rich! Today I found £4.21 on my spring clean, which could buy me:
- 4/5 of a mojito at bia hoi
- 1/5 of a pair of cute shoes
- 1/2 a bottle of wine in the pub, or a whole bottle of wine in Tesco
- 4 birthday cards for people
- a train ticket 4/5 of the way to leeds
- 1/2 a CD at play.com
and probably lots more besides. Hoorah!
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[23 Feb 2006|08:39pm] |
I kind of got The Fear in teaching this afternoon, but not enough to be doing anything about it just yet. I realised that there is just SO MUCH to learn, so much to know, just so much and I'm overwhelmed, and I have realised that this is it, this is what it's all been about, and I am so nearly there and I am so so scared that I will fuck it all up at this last hurdle. If I don't though it'll be the real world and I'll be earning real money and be being a real adult, and when I was younger that meant everything like a house, marriage and children, and my life is going so fast and I'm missing all of those things, no marriage no children no house. Just friends and wine and good books and nice holidays, but that won't be enough forever.
[Sorry, it's The Fear talking. I know I am still only 23.]
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[31 Jan 2006|04:32pm] |
Simon tagged me, and therefore I thought I'd fill my time with this :)
Four jobs I've had:
* General officey type stuff (tidying, labelling, organising)
* Waitress at Cherry Pie Inn, Melin-Y-Wern, and later at Boulevard Cafe, Chester
* GP Notes Summariser
* and not-quite-yet-but-nearly pre-registration house officer at the Royal Hallamshire Hospital, Sheffield
Four movies I can watch over and over:
* Muriel's Wedding
* Dirty Dancing
* Donnie Darko
* Back to the Future
Four places I've liked:
* Anglesey
* Florence
* Paris
* Melbourne
Four TV shows I love:
* Peep Show
* ER
* Neighbours (sad, I know, I don't think I'll ever want to let go)
* desperate housewives
Four places I've vacationed:
* France
* Spain
* New Zealand
* Nepal
Four of my favourite dishes:
* mushroom risotto
* phad thai
* curried parsnip soup
* fresh salmon
Four sites I visit daily:
* Flickr
* BBC News
* minor9th
* ugly green chair
Four places I'd rather be right now:
* Tate Britain
* Retro Cafe in Melbourne
* In a tin-plane flying around Everest
* Ice-skating in Central Park
Four scamps I'm tagging:
* Lizzy [_nocturama]
* Sarah [nicolasix]
* Kat [brokenjoystick]
* Yvette [pennyworldpipit]
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[09 Jan 2006|09:00pm] |
"From space, astronauts can see people making love as a tiny speck of light. Not light, exactly, but a glow that could be mistaken for light - a coital radiance that takes generations to pour like honey through the darkness to the astronaut's eyes.
In about one and a half centuries - after the lovers who made the glow will have long since been laid permanently on their backs - metropolises will be seen from space. They will glow all year. Smaller cities will also be seen, but with great difficulty. Shtetls will be virtually impossible to spot. Individual couples, invisible.
The glow is born from the sum of thousands of loves: newlyweds and teenagers who spark like lighters out of butane, pairs of men who burn fast and bright, pairs of women who illuminate for hours with soft multiple glows, orgies like rock and flint toys sold at festivals, couples trying unsuccessfully to have children who burn their frustrated image on the continent like the bloom a bright light leaves on the eye after you turn away from it.
Some nights, some places are a little brighter. It's difficult to stare at New York City on Valentine's Day, or Dublin on St. Patrick's. The old walled city of Jerusalem lights up like a candle on each of Chanukah's eight nights. Trachimday is the only time all year when the tiny village of Trachimbrod can be seen from space, when enough copulative voltage is generated to sex the Polish-Ukranian skies electric. We're here, the glow of 1804 will say in one and a half centuries. We're here, and we're alive."
[From Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer.]
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[02 Jan 2006|12:00pm] |
Happy New Year everyone!
2005 had so many highlights, just oodles and oodles of great things. Warm cinnamon cous-cous at Sloane's in Paddington in Sydney, chasing the sunrise along the north coast of New Zealand in a gold honda we named Aslan, seeing Everest, falling in love with Nepali children because they asked me for their toothbrush so they could brush their teeth, meeting so many great people from all over the world, having lovely times with my housemates, visiting Cardiff and York and London, and of course buying a suit and being interviewed and getting the job.
So, I hope, for all of you and for me, that 2006 shares all the great parts of the past 12 months, and avoids the shit that ruined the year.
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[14 Dec 2005|05:02pm] |
Great things:
. kathryn williams at the leadmill on Friday was stunning, just... her voice. superb. amazing. fantastic. perfect.
. corinne bailey rae at club academy in manchester last night. gospel trained and gorgeous, wearing a white prom dress with a sparkly clip in her hair, excited that we were all there to see her.
& REALLY great things:
. passed my exams! hooray!
& REALLY REALLY great things:
. i've been offered a job! i only had one interview (out of 10 applications) but i must have done something right because from 2nd August 2006 some consultants want to employ me as a doctor! a real life doctor!
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[12 Dec 2005|11:43am] |
Wow, you learn something new every day!
"In the 1950s, a German gynaecologist called Ernst Grafenberg carved a lucrative practice by becoming both gynaecologist and sexologist. He started working with his wife researching the sensitivity of the anterior wall of the vagina. [...] The Grafenbergs claimed that their work showed that one small portion of the anterior vaginal wall was exquisitely tender and sexually sensitive. Furthermore, they suggested that when excited this spot swelled as if engorged and the woman had an orgasm. The spot became known as the Grafenberg spot, later abbreviated to the G-spot."
From Body&Soul, supplement in The Times on Saturday 10 December.
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[08 Dec 2005|07:36pm] |
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finally finished my exams, went out drinking and playing jenga and pool and arcade games with guns, ate at pizza express for dinner, drank cocktails in bia hoi, went on to the social at walkabout, mingled, made it to leadmill where we danced and danced and danced until i was exhausted and couldn't dance any longer.
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[26 Nov 2005|09:32am] |
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The other week I was flicking through Heat magazine, in particular looking at the article about the survey into women's bodies. I am constantly striving to be a little bit more gorgeous, a little bit more like everyone else. However, I discovered that, in fact, i already look like everyone else, or everyone already looks like me! I have the same breast size as the average woman (36C), the same hip and waist size as the average woman (40 inches and 31 inches respectively), I am just a little over the average height (i am 5ft5 when the average is 5ft4), i weigh the same as the average woman (just over 10 stone), and i wear the same dress size as the average woman (14). I feel so boring!
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