Balance, getting there.
May. 15th, 2008 11:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
squeefulfishFacing my third all-nighter of the week to get my competency documents up to scratch. [1] One more week. One more. Then a week off, or "study leave" as I believe it's officially known, then exams, then mental health. Been looking after my own a bit more lately by actually seeing real people in real life and talking about real things. Today I found myself out in Blanch, in Wendy's kitchen drinking coffee and beer and eating toast and catching up and totally not caring about failing film course.
Study leave. My Christmas holidays are "annual leave." Er, no, holidays, thank you very much. See, student, not employee. And even then they're holidays. Harrumph!
NEHB, or HSE NE as it's now called, things aren't happy there. The next few weeks and months are going to be interesting. As long as you're not sick or think you might have been. At the same time, I like that RTE pronounce the S in Lourdes when referring to Drawwda hospital.
Giving up on doing elective placement abroad, too spendy. Instead I'll focus my efforts on securing a two week placement in the midwifery led unit in the Lourdes. For two reasons: it's the only sort of unit that will keep me in hospitals after I'm registered and it's 20 minutes stroll from my house.
Plan for the summer:
- work ass off earning monies.
- take a real holiday. Abroad. Proper abroad.
- work ass off going over 2nd year stuff and start on 3rd year stuff, like figuring out what the hell I want to do my dissertation on. Erk.
- take another holiday. Cork/Galway would be nice. Both relax me. If Cork, see more of the city than just the English Market. Ahem.
- work ass off in general. Making it be smaller would be good. Am back up to where I was before I lost the weight three years ago. Buggrit. Must get that off, soon. Not least cos I chucked out all my super fat clothes.
- see more of friends. I've missed ye. Sorry for being crap about keeping up with people in real life.
- have picnics. I like picnics.
- camping! I'm going camping! No idea where or with whom, but I'm doing it.
And that's me. Still hiding in my room for fear of Drama but otherwise good.
[1] Edit at 01:48: sod that, going to sleep. Shall just have to hand them in on Monday, not in the mood for three all-nighters in a week. Though the weekend is rather full. Hmmm.
Further edit, 04:17: Buggrit. No sleep. Can't. Bashed head when getting into car this morning, head now lumpy, sore, and refusing to admit that pillows feel nice. So no sleep for me again. *whinge*
Study leave. My Christmas holidays are "annual leave." Er, no, holidays, thank you very much. See, student, not employee. And even then they're holidays. Harrumph!
NEHB, or HSE NE as it's now called, things aren't happy there. The next few weeks and months are going to be interesting. As long as you're not sick or think you might have been. At the same time, I like that RTE pronounce the S in Lourdes when referring to Drawwda hospital.
Giving up on doing elective placement abroad, too spendy. Instead I'll focus my efforts on securing a two week placement in the midwifery led unit in the Lourdes. For two reasons: it's the only sort of unit that will keep me in hospitals after I'm registered and it's 20 minutes stroll from my house.
Plan for the summer:
- work ass off earning monies.
- take a real holiday. Abroad. Proper abroad.
- work ass off going over 2nd year stuff and start on 3rd year stuff, like figuring out what the hell I want to do my dissertation on. Erk.
- take another holiday. Cork/Galway would be nice. Both relax me. If Cork, see more of the city than just the English Market. Ahem.
- work ass off in general. Making it be smaller would be good. Am back up to where I was before I lost the weight three years ago. Buggrit. Must get that off, soon. Not least cos I chucked out all my super fat clothes.
- see more of friends. I've missed ye. Sorry for being crap about keeping up with people in real life.
- have picnics. I like picnics.
- camping! I'm going camping! No idea where or with whom, but I'm doing it.
And that's me. Still hiding in my room for fear of Drama but otherwise good.
[1] Edit at 01:48: sod that, going to sleep. Shall just have to hand them in on Monday, not in the mood for three all-nighters in a week. Though the weekend is rather full. Hmmm.
Further edit, 04:17: Buggrit. No sleep. Can't. Bashed head when getting into car this morning, head now lumpy, sore, and refusing to admit that pillows feel nice. So no sleep for me again. *whinge*
