Therefore I have undoubtedly cursed myself somehow. But in the meantime, I'm getting organised for going away. I haven't packed anything yet; there's not really anything I can pack that I won't be using at all before I go away. But as of today, I have a fantastic new laptop, and I'm getting all my stuff loaded onto it in preparation. I'd like to be transferring music files and the like onto the new external hard drive, too, but sadly my desktop computer has crashed and I'm going to have to get Dad to intervene in an attempt to salvage all my stuff. He's much better with electrical items than I am.
I'm still a bit tired from sleeping badly lately - I had an ultra late night after going out on Thursday, which was the necessary postscript to my last shift at work. They didn't give me any parting gift, which is a tad impolite... but in that people usually get a little box of chocolates etc, and I can't eat those kinds of things because of my lactose intolerance, so I don't claim to have any logic whatsoever. Still... I saved their asses more than a few times, so I still think it would have been nice to at least have a goodbye note.
Yesterday was a long day, but a very good one. My brother got married! I got to get all dressed up, and we had fun having hair and nails done. However, as much as it was fun to have a girly morning, I'm not keen for repeats; I scratched myself more than a few times in the weeks that I was trying to grow my nails. Once, to the point where I bled. So, really, it's nice to have a reminder that I'm happy to be something of a tomboy, or at least, far too practical to bother with long nails.
The wedding itself was nice; by the beach, with good weather and I managed not to get sunburnt! Then, plenty of wine and finger food and catching up with family friends. The unconventional couple provided the most relaxed wedding I've been to, and consequently the most fun. The bride wore pink, the groom wore shorts, and the wedding cake was a giant tower of cupcakes. Definitely awesome.
In other news, I've been running the red tape with the BA Office lately. I wish there was somewhere I could complain to, but really, there's nothing I can do about it. Because, you know, it's obviously a bad thing that I'm taking an active interest in the quality of my education. (Sorry, I do tend to get sarcastic!) It's just a pity that people are too busy chasing my money to care about how I might feel about said education.
Irritation aside, everything else seems to be going swimmingly. I have a housemate who has been incredibly helpful, I'm organising a farewell where I get to hang out with friends who will be sorely missed during my year away, and I've been enjoying the fact that I've quit my job. Really, quitting there was the best thing I've done in a long time. I only feel sad that I'm leaving some good friends behind to suffer on their own! But hey, it's only two and a half weeks until I leave, and I'm starting to get excited...
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