For my latest grown-up person pretence I had a job interview! (Yes, this is shocking and quite scary).

My first nursing job interview and it was also the first application I sent in! (Feelings of ego-expansion occurred once I received the letter informing me I had been shortlisted).

Interview was on Thursday just gone and wasn't as scary as I was expecting; it only lasted half an hour and I managed to answer all the questions (phew!).

I don't find out until next week but I'm not holding out too much hope as it was my very first interview (so I don't really know if I gave the right answers!) and I have no experience whatsoever haha.

Still. Onwards and upwards!

My entrance to the real world is getting closer, people - six weeks to go!!!

Seven weeks, four days!!!

My God, it really doesn't seem that far away now! I'm starting to get that really excited, but butterflies-in-my-tummy kind of feeling. I commented on this very short time that we have left to friends today but apparently they feel that it's quite a long time ... not sure what planet they're living on; seven weeks will be gone in no time!

I know this sounds absolutely ridiculous but I feel like I've only just realised that in just under eight weeks I will have offically finished my training and will be a .... staff nurse? Me? Scared!!!!!

In the mean time though I have to get through (and this is all that is left!) one last assignment and one last exam (plus, of course, finishing my final placement which is going well so no worries there).

Oh, and I still haven't got a job .... I'm trying not to let this panic me though because I keep reminding myself that I can't practice as a nurse until September, so really around about now is a perfect time to start applying.  (Which I have done ... just!)

Anyway, it's time for more procrastinating in the form of the TV!

Eight weeks and two days to go!!!

I put my very first nursing job application in the post today!

So, the dissertation is in (!), the final semester has started (!) and I feel like I can actually see the end of my degree!

Scared shitless to be honest.

I got home for Easter hols on Friday night  *cheers* and so has begun the period of recovery I tend to go through each holiday!

I think I've caught up with my sleep now (it is so nice not to be permantly tired), my mum is looking after me and cooking food (er... when she's around that is ... when she's not I seem to be cooking for my dad and brother ha ha) and it is so quiet out here in the country! (Well, I don't suppose it's really the country; it's more semi-rual but when you live in a city, anything green feels weird).

Just got to get my dissertation finished now *groan*. I could do with a cheering section!

So my bad day probably started yesterday, if you want to get technical. I had so much work to do before this morning when I was due to meet my dissertation supervisor, that I had to cancel my plans for a good night out with my friends. (Slightly annoying but I knew I would feel better knowing I'd done the work and was prepared for my meeting).

So this morning, after staying up late to work, I got up early to do more work and it wasn't until two hours before my meeting that my supervisor e-mailed me to say she wasn't well and so wouldn't be able to meet with me! Naturally I was rather frustrated as, 1. I really do need to speak with her, and 2. I sacrificed my night out for nothing!

I then gave up on the work and went to the hairdressers (as per booked last week). My luck continued in the same vein as they had, for reasons unknown to me and themselved, rubbed me out of their appointments book ... right ... they did however have someone to do my hair for me as it was quiet in there. (I think I would have kicked up a bit of a stink if they didn't!)

When I got home I prepared to go out (actually go out this time!) to the roller disco across the road from me which I hadn't been to in ages due to stupid work and placement restrictions *sigh*. However, with my luck as it is today, I shouldn't have held much hope for it was, in actual fact, closed. We stood in the rain for ten minutes (yes it has been raining all day which hasn't helped my mood) before going for a drink for half an hour to see if they were just running a little behind on opening up. They weren't.

So that, effectively, was the end of my night!

As long as my bad luck has run its course (they do say these things come in threes), tomorrow should be a better day! (Here's hoping).

I seem to be permanently physically exhausted these days - this course is going to kill me! (Only five months to go, only five months to go...)

I'm still struggling on with my work but I don't seem to be getting very far with at and at the same time falling ridiculously behind! For God's sake; I wish I was one of those people who lost weight when they're stressed. I've just got fat. (Though that may be due to the fact I eat too much and seem to have stopped exercising...)

On the upside though, I'm going home for a couple of days on Tuesday :) I'll get to see my family which I'm really happy about because I haven't seen them since Christmas. (Bless 'em). Also, while I'm back, I'm going to see snow patrol!!!! Which I am tres excited about :-D

Anyway, I may be time for me to go back to the work (and then probably straight to bed ... what a life I lead!)

I've written a FIRST CLASS assignment!!!!!!!!

I can't even think coherently at the moment because I'm in such a state of shock.

86%!!!!!

There is hope for my honours yet!

*Dances around the room*

I have decided that the only explanation for the fact that Manchester's weather is so completely different to that of the rest of the country is that Manchester is in its own little bubble.

I mean, come on; there is SNOW everywhere ... In London and Devon for crying out loud! The whole rest of the country has been grinding to a halt, some places are importing salt to grit the roads because they've run out, my dad's been shovelling the driveway to get his car out in the mornings and what does Manchester get? Nothing.

It's completely ridiculous; we never get any decent snow any more in this country and the one winter we get a far bit THERE IS NONE WHERE I LIVE!

Ridiculous.

Am very excited today because I went to a neonatal recruitment fair :-D Received lots of tips on my application and interview so fingers crossed I will remember them and not turn into a complete idiot if I get an interview ... (which is unfortunately likely for me). Six months left of my training and I now have a plan! (I just need for the lovely people to give me a job now!)

Having located the glasses that I haven't worn in months from the back of my desk I have come to the conlusion that I have some vision problems.

Been home for three weeks now and the first two were packed with crazy parties, seeing family (a LOT) and generally eating so much that I don't think I will be able to get into my skinny jeans any more ...

Now, it all seems to have quietened down! All my friends have gone back to uni and I seem to have been left at home with my (ill) brother for company.

Not to mention the fact that I have two deadlines in just over a week that are not anywhere near being met at the moment....

Back home now =) Away from all the lectures and long shifts at the hospital but unfortunately not away from the assignments =(

But never mind, it's Christmas so I'm happy! =D

It was my last day working on the neonatal unit today :-( *Cue tears!* Was very sad to leave as I really really loved working ... and all the babies were adorable! I felt slightly cheered up though by one of the sisters/ mangerey type person coming to speak to me about jobs that will be available when I qualify in the summer! I felt a little like I was being head hunted actually (and it was quite a strange thing!).

There was major drama today which I can't really go into seeing as this is a public blog but i will say that it was involving triplets ... very premature triplets; and I'm rather upset/frustrated that as I've finished working on the unit, I won't be able to find out what happened to them in the end :-(

MASSIVE BALL OF STRESS!

Have been ill for a week and had to phone in sick for placement today cos I didn't think I'd make it through a 14 hour shift seeing as I nearly passed out in my lecture yesterday ...

Also;

My room is a tip and I cannot move through it/ cannot see any floor.

I cannot be bothered to tidy said room and it is getting worse due to my tendancy to throw things on the floor adding to the mess.

I didn't get up until 2pm today because my body seemed to want sleep and so I missed valuble dissertation writing time.

Although I got up at 2, it is now 5 and I'm not sure where the day has gone.

I feel I should be more stressed about impending deadlines but can't seem to bring myself to care.


Conclusion: There is something very very wrong with me.

Apparently my brother has got me a ticket for Snow Patrol now as well! So, I get to see The Feeling (which is in 9 days!), Coldplay, Snow Patrol and Take That ... all before leaving uni!

Crazy but good .... good, crazy times!

I have Take That tickets!!!!!

So, for about the 3rd night in a row, one of the flats in my immediate vicinity has been making an excessive amount of noise until at least eleven (when they go out) and then again at about three am (when they come back).

I may get an unbroken nights sleep at some point in my life (like when I'm at home for Christmas, perhaps...)