I will be back in the UK on Monday, Aber. on Tuesday.

Whilst I am abroad this summer I will be sharing a travel blog with Sarah B which can be found at www.mytb.org/Sarah-B-and-Sarah-S

See you all in July!

After three years, I am done. I wish I could say I feel amazing, but to be honest, I'm a little lost.

But wheeeeeeh, done, finally!

50 hours and this will all be done....

After my calculator issues back in January my department have changed the ruling for the summer exams. My calculator has a huge sticker across it now, proclaiming to the whole damn world that it is authorised and is not to be removed from me. Shame that didn't help me in my first exam, when a typing error on the paper meant the whole exam got turned upside down for everyone sitting it.

In other news, you'll be wanting to avoid me till June 3rd. I'm stressed, and I'm well aware I am becoming a bitch. You have been warned.

Appointment has been cancelled, I have to be referred to some other department and some other blah blah blah crap.

I'm pretty pissed. Basically waiting for my doctor to call me now, and let me know whats going on.

I went to the doctors yesterday complaining of hip pain, Been having it for a few weeks. After an hour at the doctors (an hour!!) they sent me to A&E with a letter, where I saw a consultant, and an xray, ultrasound and loads of different tests. I had a fever so they tested my blood. So I was there all day.

Now I've had all that I've got to go back on Wednesday for an MRI. There worried that the blood isnt getting to my hip properly.

It was horrible. I've never missed my parents, but argh, I hated going to A&E alone. I'm worried about the MRI. My mum had problems with the veins in her hips, my Grandad died from a blood clot which started there.

I just dont want to go through all these appointments alone

And, I cant walk very far. I love walking, so my favourite form of relaxation has been taken away from me. I'm pretty much stuck in my room, or at least sitting, with loads of drugs, waiting, and I'm not even totally sure whats wrong with me.

Things have been okay-ish recently. I've been ill the last few days and I guess the combination of queasiness and tiredness has made me a bit more emotional than normal cause I've found myself in tears a few times over really little things like I've split a drink or burnt some toast. I think I'm pretty sleep deprived so I'm sure thats not helping. I'm really glad its the weekend cause I'll have a bit of time to relax, even though it is going to be yet another busy one.

Last weekend I went to Oxford for the selection weekend for Festival Branch of Samaritans and I'm pleased I got picked. Its actually a weekend I'd really like to blog about, but I guess I don't really know how comfortable I am with using the internet to talk about that part of my life. I never will trust the internet. Maybe its safe enough in a friends entry, maybe its not. Anyway, for people who are interested in that kind of thing then ask me about it, cause really I've got a lot of thoughts, ideas and feelings about the whole weekend, which was on the whole, awesome.

Earlier this week I went to Bangor University with my younger sister for her to have a look around. Definitely an awesome university (I had applied there but they shut down the Maths department). She's since been offered a similiar bursary to what Aber. offered me to come here. So it looks like my sister is continuing the Welsh uni theme for us.

My Mum is off work on the sick for depression which is causing a lot of stress for us all (hence the okay-ish as opposed to okay). I don't really want to talk about it particularly on here. But, its hard and I am struggling. Blah.

That aside, life is pretty good. The cascade calculator has been made avaliable to us and this fills me with both happiness and complete dread. If I pass my degree, it will be with at least a 2.2. Of course, there is that if part which I'm not such a big fan of.

I've passed. I'm not going to sit and go on about marks, cause I am well aware that my 'best results ever' are likely to be lower than a lot of peoples worst results. I don't want to be made to feel bad about my marks right now when I'm so pleased. I am also acutely aware that someone I know has just failed their degree.

But yeah, I passed! (And, this puts me in the most awesome position for the summer!)

If anyone happens to see my life anywhere, tell me, I miss it.