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Oct. 19th, 2008 06:53 pmPlan for tomorrow:
Wake up at stupid o'clock, head to Dublin, head to Ballyfeckinfermot. With uniform in bag in case I'm meant to be working.
If working and have the right hospital, yay and work and get stuffs signed.
Else go back into town, attempt once more to register, go to d'Olier Street, poke course co-ordinator then go to own hobbidal, drop in documents for last two placements and poke allocations officer and person in charge of allocating rooms in residence. Then to bank to poke them about laser card not working.
Not get angry at all. That last step is the most difficult.
Tonight, I have beer and plum tart and hugs from the non-poxy niece and Turchwad and finalising of plans for the bonk holiday weekend.
Oh, and noticed that course title is Bachelor in Science in Midwifery. Shouldn't that be _of_ science? It looks really weird to me that way.
Wake up at stupid o'clock, head to Dublin, head to Ballyfeckinfermot. With uniform in bag in case I'm meant to be working.
If working and have the right hospital, yay and work and get stuffs signed.
Else go back into town, attempt once more to register, go to d'Olier Street, poke course co-ordinator then go to own hobbidal, drop in documents for last two placements and poke allocations officer and person in charge of allocating rooms in residence. Then to bank to poke them about laser card not working.
Not get angry at all. That last step is the most difficult.
Tonight, I have beer and plum tart and hugs from the non-poxy niece and Turchwad and finalising of plans for the bonk holiday weekend.
Oh, and noticed that course title is Bachelor in Science in Midwifery. Shouldn't that be _of_ science? It looks really weird to me that way.