I'm leaving, on a jet plane...

I am so ready to be leaving and doing something different again. That aside...

I was filling out forms for uni today, and as I'm going into nursing, I have to be covered for lots of illnesses. So I rang the doctors to find out when I had the necessary injections. I figured what with having lived in/been in 3 third world countries in different continents, I must be covered for every illness under the sun. You'd think so!! But according to the doctors, I'm not covered for: tetanus, hepatitis B, MMR or Meningitis. It takes a lot to actually freak me out. This did. Not happy!!! Because I know I've had those injections, but they have no records which means I have no records. So we made it up a little bit. So we eventually got the forms done and sent. And the rest of the day has been just as stressful, but not as worrying. Stressful because I have too much to get sorted and I leave the house in 3 1/2 hours to go to COLOMBIA!!!!!! Me and Jenny fly off tonight at 8:10, spend a night in a hotel near Heathrow aiport, And then get up at about 5am to go back to the airport where we have a 2 1/2 hour flight to Madrid, and then a 10 1/2 hour flight to Colombia. It's gonna be a long day!!!!!!!! And I'll probably be quite ill by the end of it. Lots of travelling, not much sleeping and not much eating. My body disagrees with it and tends to let me know it disagrees, which in turn I disagree with. Anyway, it'll be amazing to get back tomorrow and see everyone, try and find our way from airport to home, endure the Colombian taxi ride...it'll be great! So now I need to go and sort all those little things out what need to be done before I go - who knows what though. BYE FOR NOW!!!!!

5 days baby!!!!

My dad keeps setting the fire alarms off. Must have been about 6 times in the last 20 minutes. It gets a little bit old even before the first time.

5 days baby!!!! And then I will be on an aeroplane and wishing the time will pass instantly, which of course it wont because the day I want to be the quickest will inevitably be the longest, right? But I will step off that plane in Colombia, endure a Bogota taxi ride back to my house and then I can see them. See the kids and the staff and everyone I've been missing a lot over the last 3 months. I cant believe how fast the time has gone. But in some ways it seems like FOREVER.

I have my last shift at the chippy tonight. This job has been a blessing in disguise, honestly. I've moaned and whinged constantly about it, because it hasn't been an enjoyable experience! But all in all, it hasn't been too bad, and I would have been bored without it, and its filled my bank account quite nicely which working 2 nights a week wouldn't have!

5 days baby!!!!

Dreams and strange reality

I've had a few dreams recently. One was to do with work, one was to do with tatoos and freaky men, and the other was to do with an old friend.

The one to do with work - my friends are getting married next year and I had a dream about their wedding. Part of what in my dream was a regular wedding tradition, the couple faces each other, holds both hands and has a tub full of mushy peas poured over their hands. Like that was what symbolised them actually being married. Not the vows, not the ring, not the kiss. Mushy peas. That's when you know that you're at work too much.

The one to do with tatoos and freaky men - I've been thinking about getting a second tattoo but I don't know what or where or when. But in my dream it was going to be the outline of 3 stars. I could not for the life of me draw this thing. So most of my dream was about trying desperately to draw some stars. And the freaky men bit, well, I know someone who recently got a tattoo and ended up having a date with her tattooist. So in my dream the guy doing the tattoo was old and freaky and was hitting on me. Not fun.

The one to do with an old friend - basically I bumped into someone the other night I haven't seen for ages and that night had a dream that we stayed up till the sun came back up, sat on a park bench, talking. Sounds like fun to me!

All that I've concluded is that dreams are very strange, they twist reality and you can end up thinking very strange things when you wake up.

And the other, not-related-in-the-slightest thing that I've realised lately is how life can circle back on you. Even if it was something that happened years ago, it really doesn't matter what happened in the middle, because it can very easily pop up again. This has happened twice recently. Things that happened when I was a lot younger have happened again, within 2 weeks of each other. It doesn't matter the amount of people I've met, or the amount of places I've been, or anything - they both ended up pretty much where they were 6 or 7 years ago. Strange.

Get me out

I can't wait to get out of here. To go to uni, meet new people, do new things. I'm so bored of life. I love my family, love my friends, love my Church....but I only seem to know people who are, or are practically, married. Which is fine for them. But it means I only seem to know a lot of people who are very involved in another person and, for some strange reason, like to spend time with just that person! I don't have that. Neither with a boyfriend or just a friend. Everyone is married, engaged, close to engagement or practically living together. Fine for them. I need to meet some people who aren't. Some other people, who, like me, want to be single, have a laugh, hang out with friends and not worry about those bigger things in life just yet.

Although I do worry about those bigger things in life. But maybe it's only because everyone else is. I know I'm not ready to settle down but sometimes I wish I was so that I can be going through the same things as my best friends are. Too confusing!

So, like I said, hopefully going away to Glasgow will let me find those other people who feel just like I do. Surely the whole student population can't be settled down?

It's a good thing I'm not staying put this summer. Less than 3 weeks till I go to Colombia, then I'll only have 3 weeks home back before I go to uni, 1 of which I'm going camping with my family. I love camping and hiking. It's my favourite kind of holiday. I need to keep going, keep my mind occupied. My shifts at the chippy are reducing because people are back from holidays and they've hired more permanent people, so I'm not really needed any more. So in 2 weeks I've got from working 53 hours to working 23 hours. Quite a difference! And nothing to do in between. I'm not complaining here, just stating facts. What I do best. Funny, I complain when they give me too much work, and complain when they don't give me enough because I need the money.

Get me out!!!!

What if....

"I just dont wanna look back and wonder what could have been."

At least, the quote goes something like that. It made me think. But I'm not gonna tell you what about. There are some things that are fit for my mind, my best friends mind and our minds only.

England are out. We all cry.