Thank God for Summer Time because the day lasts 'longer' and I need it to be that way.
I was given all my assignment deadlines, and they're all crammed in the last week of May!! It's actually quite shocking to think that I only have 2 months left of my uni year, considering I left a full-time job to go back there. But it was a very good academic year and I'm glad that I took this step. And now my M.A. in September? Ajma hej...
And I'm currently immobile since that idiot thought it a good idea to drive at 80km in a 40km zone and smash my car to smithereens. So now I'm on the phone everyday trying to sort out its sale, and possibly buying a second-hand car so I'll at least be mobile, and will not be paying my loan off without even having a car. Extra hassles.
Work is going well though; MMON has taken off well and I love the working from home business :) in my pyjamas, with my tea and Boccelli in the background (found in Disc 2 of my CD Changer, it then goes on to a compilation of Pink Floyd, Gin Blossoms, Anouk, Pulp, Joni Mitchell, Five for Fighting, and Coldplay in Disc 3).
And my day and a half a week in the ICT dept. of EC is also fun. The team are great and the work is going to become interesting. At the moment it's a bit mundane cos I'm mapping the whole website, but once I get involved in web content it will be more creative, and then there's the Newsletter which has to be done too so that will be quite fun.
Nothing very interesting to report unfortunately... wait, one thing... I am the honorary aunt of the cutest little puppy around! He's a pug and his name is Ed, and he has a habit of peeing on whoever is holding him. Hanini! If you put your face to his he'll lick your nose! So so cute. He's only 2 months old and he can be carried on one arm. I wish I had a cousin for him, but not for the moment *pout*
Ooh and I also met a gorgeous pharmacist today. I think I shall be buying things from there more often :)
Tuesday, 28 March 2006
Tuesday, 21 March 2006
DVD doozie
My Harry Potter & the Goblet of Fire dvd arrived today :) PLUS I also received an sms saying that I won the dvd of Wimbeldon. I took part in a Cable Guide competition :)
In other news I keep getting busier and busier, but I don't mind it... as long as the sun keeps shining. I've got assignments to research and write, presentations to research and deliver, books to read and material to study.
And on top of all that I've got 2 part-time jobs. And I also auditioned for a role in this year's Shakespeare... 24 hours? That's sooo last century.
In times like these I'd be a bad partner.
In other news I keep getting busier and busier, but I don't mind it... as long as the sun keeps shining. I've got assignments to research and write, presentations to research and deliver, books to read and material to study.
And on top of all that I've got 2 part-time jobs. And I also auditioned for a role in this year's Shakespeare... 24 hours? That's sooo last century.
In times like these I'd be a bad partner.
Thursday, 16 March 2006
The proverbial 'end'
'They' say that it'll be all right in the end...
"Hi, end... Can I meet you soon?"
"Hi, end... Can I meet you soon?"
Wednesday, 15 March 2006
Crack that whip
Monday, 13 March 2006
My first visit to hospital
So this is what happened to me this weekend:
Friday night we had a girl's night at the yacht club and it was really fun. We had a laugh, ended up dancing on the bar and flirting with the barman *so cute*. We left there at about 3:30 a.m. and as I was driving home, and crossing a street, some guy shoots out of a road and smashes into my passenger side. Thankfully I was alone in the car. Michelle wasn't far behind me cos we left at the same time. She called the ambulance cos I was concussed, and the police. I remember the impact of the car but not much after that. Both airbags came out, and I ended up strapped in the driver's seat but lying on the passenger seat. The ambulance people put me on a board and in a neck brace, I don't remember the ride to the hospital, but then once I got to Emergency doctors were asking me questions and taking tests. And one doctor was so incredibly beautiful that I could hardly speak to him, so he must have thought that I really had something wrong with me!
Next thing I know I'm waking up in a ward and my parents are there. I was in Ward S3, Bed 11. We were 4 people in the ward, myself, a 14-year-old girl who had appendicitis and her mother, an elderly woman who listened to RTK, and a 101-year-old woman who every so often shouted 'Ha naghmel l-awrina!' and then the nurses would have to shout to her (cos she was deaf) that she had a nappy so she could do and then they'd change her. The nurses were all really nice, and they were impressed by the amount I sleep! I would be asleep by 9:00 p.m. and then if they see that you're awake at some point during the night they decide to take your blood pressure or something.
I was put on a saline drip, and couldn't eat anything! I could only drink water and that was in sips, so by Saturday night I was starving, but there was nothing I could do so I went to sleep!
I had lots of visitors which was really nice, and flowers and chocolates and juice, which I couldn't eat but now I have a stash of chocolates to last me a month!
I was so happy that the doctor said I could be discharged this morning cos I was so bored by the end of it all. I don't have any fractures or breakages, and my X-Rays apparentely were fine. All I have are bruises on my forehead and my eye, my chin is grazed and my chest is bruised mainly cos of the seatbelt and the airbag. But I'll live. Once I came home, I showered and washed my hair cos I didn't want to wash over there. The toilets aren't very clean so I was scared of the shower. But I feel much better at home.
Nat came to visit this afternoon, and then Bel came, and I got a few more messages so it's nice to know that people think about you.
Now tomorrow we sort out all the paperwork with the police and the insurance and wait for the verdict.
Friday night we had a girl's night at the yacht club and it was really fun. We had a laugh, ended up dancing on the bar and flirting with the barman *so cute*. We left there at about 3:30 a.m. and as I was driving home, and crossing a street, some guy shoots out of a road and smashes into my passenger side. Thankfully I was alone in the car. Michelle wasn't far behind me cos we left at the same time. She called the ambulance cos I was concussed, and the police. I remember the impact of the car but not much after that. Both airbags came out, and I ended up strapped in the driver's seat but lying on the passenger seat. The ambulance people put me on a board and in a neck brace, I don't remember the ride to the hospital, but then once I got to Emergency doctors were asking me questions and taking tests. And one doctor was so incredibly beautiful that I could hardly speak to him, so he must have thought that I really had something wrong with me!
Next thing I know I'm waking up in a ward and my parents are there. I was in Ward S3, Bed 11. We were 4 people in the ward, myself, a 14-year-old girl who had appendicitis and her mother, an elderly woman who listened to RTK, and a 101-year-old woman who every so often shouted 'Ha naghmel l-awrina!' and then the nurses would have to shout to her (cos she was deaf) that she had a nappy so she could do and then they'd change her. The nurses were all really nice, and they were impressed by the amount I sleep! I would be asleep by 9:00 p.m. and then if they see that you're awake at some point during the night they decide to take your blood pressure or something.
I was put on a saline drip, and couldn't eat anything! I could only drink water and that was in sips, so by Saturday night I was starving, but there was nothing I could do so I went to sleep!
I had lots of visitors which was really nice, and flowers and chocolates and juice, which I couldn't eat but now I have a stash of chocolates to last me a month!
I was so happy that the doctor said I could be discharged this morning cos I was so bored by the end of it all. I don't have any fractures or breakages, and my X-Rays apparentely were fine. All I have are bruises on my forehead and my eye, my chin is grazed and my chest is bruised mainly cos of the seatbelt and the airbag. But I'll live. Once I came home, I showered and washed my hair cos I didn't want to wash over there. The toilets aren't very clean so I was scared of the shower. But I feel much better at home.
Nat came to visit this afternoon, and then Bel came, and I got a few more messages so it's nice to know that people think about you.
Now tomorrow we sort out all the paperwork with the police and the insurance and wait for the verdict.
Friday, 10 March 2006
Blogging - a cure or a curse?
I am going to prepare an assignment about blogging! How cool is that? It's specifically about how blogging has invaded the Maltese/Maltese islands. If anyone would like to be forever remembered in my assignment feel free to comment. I need to find out about the history of blogging, amount of Maltese blogs, why people blog, and why people prefer to blog in one language as opposed to another... finally, an assignment worth reading.
Blogging - a cure or a curse?
I am going to prepare an assignment about blogging! How cool is that? It's specifically about how blogging has invaded the Maltese/Maltese islands. If anyone would like to be forever remembered in my assignment feel free to comment. I need to find out about the history of blogging, amount of Maltese blogs, why people blog, and why people prefer to blog in one language as opposed to another... finally, an assignment worth reading.
Monday, 6 March 2006
Blonde froth
Cappucino and digestives sounds like a really good idea in the morning but it's not. Not when you try to finish the remaining biscuits of the packet regardless of how many there are... that last biscuit lies there tempting you and your already stuffed stomach that is threatening to erupt from one end or the other, but the biscuit shall not win. And it didn't! Can't say much for the state of my stomach though, a Pyrrhic victory indeed *sigh*
And this is after I declared that it's time to diet for summer. But considering this declaration happens every Sunday, during Mass may I add, it doesn't hold much weight. Speaking about Mass there was a queue of people waiting to confess yesterday; it was quite funny as they all looked so solemn, and you just think 'bad bad people'!! *grin*
They say that blondes have more fun and I intend to find out sometime next week when I stretch the day to include more than 24 hours so that I'll have time to go to the hairdresser. At the moment I'm competing with the hairstyle of Medusa when she's having a bad hair day.
I had to decide whether to do my hair, buy these fab pink trousers, or a couple of tops with some 'extra' money that I've got, but since we're still not giving up in the diet before summer I though the hair option is the better one at this time.
I've discovered a new interest in waterpolo. You can't get a better sport than that, lots of men with fabulous bodies wearing swimming briefs... it's insane! And I'm not complaining :) And obviously there's one specific cute guy who ahs generated this interest... go on, say it, 'you're sad'!
And this is after I declared that it's time to diet for summer. But considering this declaration happens every Sunday, during Mass may I add, it doesn't hold much weight. Speaking about Mass there was a queue of people waiting to confess yesterday; it was quite funny as they all looked so solemn, and you just think 'bad bad people'!! *grin*
They say that blondes have more fun and I intend to find out sometime next week when I stretch the day to include more than 24 hours so that I'll have time to go to the hairdresser. At the moment I'm competing with the hairstyle of Medusa when she's having a bad hair day.
I had to decide whether to do my hair, buy these fab pink trousers, or a couple of tops with some 'extra' money that I've got, but since we're still not giving up in the diet before summer I though the hair option is the better one at this time.
I've discovered a new interest in waterpolo. You can't get a better sport than that, lots of men with fabulous bodies wearing swimming briefs... it's insane! And I'm not complaining :) And obviously there's one specific cute guy who ahs generated this interest... go on, say it, 'you're sad'!
Wednesday, 1 March 2006
Hollywood of the North
I'm preparing my presentation about Development Communication in Canada, and I just hope that my voice won't sound too groggy, and that I don't get a coughing fit in the middle of it all!
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