littleaardvark

Yes I am a huge big slacker.

What can I say? Life likes to get in the way.





Hmmm... well... term has now pretty much ended for this year. And I'm exhausted and at the moment fail to see the end in sight. This term has been such a huge leap (work load wise) for the previous year; obviously combined with the fact that I now have a part-time job and also do voluntary work as well.

Am also feeling tad bit demoralised. The most amount of constant week on week work has been for a research methods course. It involved doing, plus writing up two experiments. It's been a lot of work and stress and the result from our first one was not what we expected. Ok, I got 63% on my report, which is a score I probably would have been happy with at some point, but I'm convinced I stand the best chance of getting a first in this particular module - it's really feasible to get one with this module because there is a lot of just giving the right answer rather than waffling. But then I seem to be surrounded by people who all got firsts and it's also really disheartening to see the grades the rest of my group got. Two got 50% and these are bright students (and they are naturally devastated) - you just start to think, what have I done wrong? What are we missing that everyone else obviously got? And it's made writing the second one incredibly hard. I doubt everything now. Absolutely everything.

I guess I'm over-dramatising, but then as I said I'm tired and feel stressed. My threshold for frustration seems to be so much lower now, so I seem to get knocked down by less harder blows, if that makes any sense. For about the last 10 days, I've had an on and off headache, which is very unlike me!

And now I have exams after Christmas. What evil bastard decided to divide the year into two, so you get exams after Christmas?

And on top of that, I've really got to do some proper work for my big project... I need to get my set up for that so it's not a huge shock when I really have to produce something.

On the plus side, I have done all my Christmas shopping. Yes, I am officially prepared! Well, I need to put up the tree this weekend, which makes me very slow for the area, which is full on chav-central when it comes to the lights.

The other news to happen during this time, is that we have acquired a new dog. Yes, the dog we found (or found us) is now officially ours. We missed him o much we lied to Battersea about my parents holiday and he's now ours!

And on the rare occasion he's quiet, he's adorable. Seriously adorable. Like you could eat him up adorable.





However, this is rare. It's like having a toddler with ADHD in the house. Everything is in this world for his amusement. He gets excited about everything - leaping around your legs. He has a fetish for feet. If you have bare feet he licks them, if in socks, he chews on your toes and tries to pull your socks off and if he's really desperate for your attention he tugs on your trouser bottoms. And it isn't just our feet as he annoys our other dogs by trying to chew her feet as well. In fact he pretty much chews anything. He's destroyed most of the door stoppers, chews carpets and pretty much anything he can get in his mouth - he's chewed quite a few biro lids, mushrooms from our lawn (which made him violently puke) and I found him running around the lawn with a sponge the other day. And he's an utter flousy. Anyone he meet he bats his eyes out and rolls over on his back and sticks his legs in the air, and everyone coos over him.

Actually I'm ignoring him at the moment. The little bugger obviously got disturbed by something last night and at 3am started barking... and he was still going at 4am. He could have been barking longer - I had to try and sleep in my headphones with music on in an attempt to drown him out. I could have killed him!. I have no idea why. The problem is he sleeps during the day and wakes up at night, and obviously got spooked (by his own shadow no doubt), and just barked, and barked, and barked. So I'm giving him the cold shoulder at the moment and giving tons of attention to our other dog instead.

Anyway, Merry Christmas, and just because I know SomeOneUk loves him: