And so it begins

My stress free week of no exams has come to an end. I must wake up tomorrow morning and drag myself to school, sit in lessons and learn - for my next set of exams! *Cue applause*

Went to the University of Sheffield open day yesterday. I think the university is good enough to be an option for me. The landscape of the city is appealing to the eye and the transport systems are efficient. What I saw of accommodation was passable, most buildings belonging to the university were with 20 minutes of each other and the chemistry department had some nifty equipment. Good?

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I'm going to miss all the reading I've been doing this week. The illogical logic of Catch-22 is the most sensible type of logic I think. More people should try it.

my carpet is green

I managed to tidy my room to a reasonable degree of presentable-ness, with the help of mum. Wow, there is a lot of dust under my bed. The only reason I tidied was so that i could put most of my work away - don't need to look at half a school years worth of work for no reason. It still stresses me out.

I'm getting quite worried about Tuesday. I applied to a masterclass at UCL (on ethics) but I've not yet figured out exactly how I'm going to get there. :/
I don't think that the lecture theatre is too far away from Euston Square station. Damn my leg to hell :(
Maybe someone will be willing to escort me there? Gosh. I need to find that person - I think one of the fellows (my name for the prefects, or should I just call them prefects?) mentioned attending the same masterclass. I'll have to talk to her.

I can't explain this, but I have a constant feeling of dread/heavy air hovering about the centre of my chest. I think I've spent too much time away from dear Mash. The stationary shop is calling. Maybe I should ignore this feeling by reading...or watching junk TV.

:D

So. AS-Level examinations are well and truly over for me!! (Unless I fail and retake next year that is :S)

I've been having fun lately being Milka's personal Gok Wan and I am pleased to say that I've found her a bunch of marvellously flattering outfits to wear. Virtual these outfits may be, but outfits they are. It isn't going to be long till I get her naked picture projected onto the walls of RLS hehehehe!

My leg is also getting better, I can sort of place some weight on it now and take a few steps - but the amount of muscle that it has managed to lose in two weeks is quite alarming...have to get that built up again...the crutches are getting quite creaky too. It is really quite annoying.

I've now finished reading Remarkable Creatures by Tracy Chevalier and have gotten half way through The Fellowship of the Ring :D
The plot is actually heating up now...

And my finishing thought: I don't think that I've been selected to be Senior Head Prefect for next year. The dude who dragged me into school didn't say so explicitly but the level of consolidation he offered to my friend and I was too high for both of us to be selected into high roles. This isn't completely a bad thing - less responsibility at school means that I can get a job. If you do the same Mash (not Milka, I cannot stand her accent) we can go on a cruise! YAY!

Had a 'quadratic' sort of day today

Hello there Maisha, MilkaMakeup, and my newest follower Jan,

I hope the world has been treating you well. (You're GCSE students, the world is probably having a wee wee on you :/ hmm - it's having a wee wee on me too).

Today was horrendous. Having three a three way exam clash is worse to experience than in it is to think of in theory. Four essays and 105 chemistry minutes later I discover an unwelcome welt on my finger - I don't think that my pen enjoyed having to write so much. I'm sorry pen.

But! I cannot sit and complain, three down and two to go!! wooT.

Also :D :D I think I might just be headed to Madagascar for two weeks next July ! ! ! It's for a wildlife conservation project happening there - the only drawback to it is raising the funds to go. £20,000. Yh, that is the correct number of 0s. (zeros or noughts?). Let me know if any of you three know anyone rich. :S

Alas, I must stop typing and boring the Internet - BIOLOGY examination tomorrow.

Vaarwell!

Mad World - Gary Jules

Really, is any of this worth it?

"And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very, very
Mad world, mad world"

I've got five days left until the exam barrage hits me.
I don't think I can fully explain just how terrified I am - if i fail these, it would be a year of wasted study. I should really be revising now...

So I've just finished a chapter on the ethics of genetic engineering. I'm not entirely sure where i stand on the matter myself. The idea of embryo research makes me feel uncomfortable (can the embryo feel pain?) despite the fact that left over embryos from IVF treatments would be discarded anyway...
Am I opposed to IVF treatment for this reason? I don't really have enough knowledge on IVF to really make a decision.
Do people have a right to children? Or are children gifts?

I think a life has intrinsic value - stem cell research etc is a violation of that value. Can the possible lives it could save justify that? :S

I think I might get back to it. The next chapter is on WAR. :/

Under what circumstances can war be justified?

What we wish for

Milka. Why can you not see that I love you the way you are?
It makes no difference to me whether your hair is straight or curly...

I'm eating polish fudge at the moment. It really is quite delicious. I hobbled out of the loo in the direction of the kitchen, hoping to find some food - all I could find was the fudge. There isn't really any flow of talk at the moment. Usually when I write essays to you I can just babble for years but something is amiss here. Maybe I realise that I should be REVISING and am feeling guilty for typing this "blog" instead. I use the speech marks because this is more of an email than a blog. what bloggifies it is the fact that i'm posting it for the world to see.

Hmm...

Hello Milka.

Well. You have just informed me that you are 'hello-ing' the earthlings. That would imply that you are not from Earth, and if you are not from Earth, you are from space making you an alien - you suggested on Sunday that you were a monster.
Milka, Milka, Milka...you're getting caught up in your web of lies.