RFD

I really want to be a part of the Royal Flying Doctor service. Maybe for only a year or something.

Apart from that, i want to finish my degree, work a year or so, and then move to the United States. I'll get a job and be with new people and people i've known for ages and people i'll never even talk to and it will be wonderful :)

It's that time again

Hello, i'm procrastinating! Despite having signed out of tumblr, facebook, twitter, skype. In classic 'Day of the Moon' style i'm even keeping a tally on my arm of each of the different times i've done something that isn't my presentation.
You really don't want to know how many times that is now.
Problem is, it's really bloody difficult to find any information on this particular Theorist, because all her works were in German, and so to find a work of hers translated to English isn't too hard, but to find the one particular theory of hers that i need actually translated is the most difficult thing in the world i swear.
Not really, i think living in poverty would be a bit more challenging. But you get the idea.
It's a group presentation, so whilst it isn't actually due until Tuesday, the rest of my group want me to have emailed my bit to them by.. uh... well two days ago. I need it to them by Sunday afternoon at the latest. Thing is, i have work tomorrow so i am pretty sure it wont get done during the day. Which is why i am sat at my computer at 11pm trying to get this done! I could, literally, just rant on about nothing in particular, because i know and understand the theory, but if i get it wrong i'll probably fail, and that's not so good.

My head is also somewhere else completely. I've recently admitted to myself, and him, that i fancy someone. That's great! you say. Problem is, he kind of lives in America, which is a little bit ridiculous. Makes things difficult.
Doesn't help that my parents are really accepting of the idea that i could go and visit him for Christmas this year. How am i supposed to focus on this assignment?!
"Remove all your distractions" I have. I logged out of most of them. Besides, I can hardly remove my brain... you wouldn't think it, but i kind of need that one.

It's been a while

Sorry about that

Not going into details about the breakup. Can't be bothered. I'm 100% fine and dandy and over it now, anyway! :)

So i finished my Doctor Who scarf, and i've started a Griffindor one, then i need to knit a Slytherin one pronto and mail it to Mike in America for his birthday which was last month :/

and THEN i have to start another Doctor Who scarf for Stef's birthday in July!

SO MUCH KNITTING OH GOD

apart from knitting i have been doing Uni work aaaaand stalking a boy at my Uni. 

Ummmmm yes.

So every year, on Mother’s Day, we have a family lunch thing at the winery of a family friend. My parents have been going to these since before i was born, and i’ve been going since i was born. Every year, one day. At every one, the family friends’ nieces and nephew are there, about my age, i used to play with them when i was little. I used to scoff down my dinner and then run off and explore the vineyards, according to my father, the first year i did this was to escape the little boy that kept chasing me. The last 4 or 5 years, i’ve pretty much just sat inside, staring at this nephew of his, as he is rather cute. This year, we were sat on our respective tables, almost facing each other. Quite a lot of shy staring and quickly looking away went on. That kept me occupied. After he left, i was trying to ask Dad whether he knew the last name of his mother or what the kids were called. My Father being the awesome guy that he is, pulls aside the uncle and says i’m interested in knowing who’s married to who, and he steers the conversation towards knowing about his nieces and nephew. Managed to get a name. Looked him up on facebook. I feel like a stalker, but i inboxed him, didn’t add him, just inboxed him, and just casually mentioned that technically we’ve known each other for years, in a matter of speaking, depending on how you look at it.
Then, next day, Monday, i'm walking through the library, and guess who i see? The TARDIS!! No, i see this boy, right? i gripped onto my friend's arm and was like "It's him... " 'it's who!? you're hurting me!' "right. we need to talk. i have a story to tell you" I then followed him through the library. he saw me, don't even care.
Several days later i see him at uni AGAIN. Seriously. It's great.

So that's all i've really been doing!
Knitting and stalking!