That was the week that was.....

Well my lovelies, it's Friday (thank God!) and I'm sat at home nursing a stonker of a cold, a croaky squeak of a voice and a cuppa.

Presentation was done today and is now out of the way and not to be worried about anymore. All went ok, I was nervous and talked into the piece of paper a lot, but hey, I had 1953 words to try and tell people without sounding like an incompetent muppet, pressure! But all was received well, I stumbled on my questions a little bit but that will come with practice and confidence, it's a learning curve (ooh, I do sound naff don't I??). I planned to use diversion tactics and wore some nice shoes so people might not notice what was going on above the ankles, not sure if it worked. I did apologise to my group in advance for the utter pile of poop I was going to present to them. All in all though I was happy with how things went.

I've just spent a great afternoon with Martin playing pool. We had such a laugh my cheeks are hurting from laughing. The scores pretty much evened themselves out and I think we can declare it a draw even though we ended potting some of each others balls, and potting the white on a fairly regular basis. Jack joined us as well later on and the three of us had a really good afternoon (well I hope the other two did, I know I did, hahaha), especially after it being one of those weeks.

I need to sort out my wardrobe attire for my holiday next week. I am staying with my gorgeous friend Garry for the week...god help him! hahaha, I'm joking Garry, I am well house-trained and make a cracking cuppa :-)

I'm reading out at our group presentation for Creative Writing on Monday (if my croaky squeak holds out that long)...nerves again. I'm not standing on that bloody stage again though, no siree! The only time you'll see me on stage again is accepting my oscar!

Right lovelies, I hope you have a great weekend and whatever you do it makes you smile.

Till next time....x

Well.....

Ok, ok so I jinxed the weather and it's freezing again. From 2pm this afternoon it's been cloudy, cold and greyer than it was yesterday. That's the last time I do a weather prediction...a weather girl I'm not, obviously!

However, that doesn't mean to say it's detracted away from my lovely mood. I only had a brief chance to catch up with my online life this morning before I had to spend an hour making myself look presentable for uni today, and I was reading blogs posted and saw one to Dolly from Martin, I can honestly say it's left me speechless at the genuine, heartfelt words. I'm truly touched by what he said, thank you so much Martin ;-)

Sorry this blog has taken me so long to write, I've been on the phone to one of my best mates, Di. When we get talking there's no stopping us and the conversation can cover anything from Abba to Zulu Warriors (and whatever happens to fall in between). Hi Di.

I got my 1950's fiction piece back yesterday and I'm really chuffed with my mark so I'm going to submit it for a writing competition. Why not, I've nothing to lose and possibly lots to gain. We have to take risks in life or else we'd never achieve anything. I've taken a risk today, it's something I had to do. Whilst it's not parachuting onto a li-lo in the middle of the mersey or volunteering to climb snowdon in a tutu and fairy wings (oh what a vision that creates....), it's a personal risk.

Tomorrow it's a trip to central library in Liverpool AGAIN! I'm thinking of moving in there with a sleeping bag and a thermos. I'm slowly making my way through books in there for assignments like Tiger Woods made his way through extra-marital hi-jinks (allegedly!!). Shakespeare is quite honestly killing my brain one cell at a time and there's not many in there with a capacity over 0.000000001% so, I need all the help I can get. My workload list is mounting up to, so it's about time I actually applied myself and got some work done....think I'll just make a cuppa first, anyone for a cuppa??

So I'm 3 weeks away from finishing my first year as a student, only another 2 years to go before I can (hopefully) walk up onto that stage in my cap and gown, trying my best not to trip up the steps, go arse over tit and falling at the feet of the main handshaker who gives us the pieces of paper we've accumulated a third world debt for, a stoop from carrying so many books and an aversion to reading any material other than The Metro or Facebook status updates. I know in my heart I have not one single second of regret doing this, it's the best decision I have ever made...and there endeth the sermon according to St Dolly of Peg.

Till next time....x

Fingers crossed.....

I hope you all had a great St Patricks day and the nation is awash with guiness and a whiskey chaser!

I was convinced the world was conspiring against me today.....my tinterweb abandoned me in my hour of need!! Bloody technology, it'll never catch on! But suffice to say, I'm back (some may welcome this, others may have been glad of the peace and quiet). It's our 24 hour takeaway exam paper tomorrow, so if you never hear from me again it didn't go so well and I'm being talked down off the end of the pier...well actually more bribed with a cuppa and a kitkat.

Following on from my rather piss poor pool attempt on Monday, I've thrown down the gauntlet to Martin and challenged him to a few games to show off my fanastic 'potting the white' skills, and my 'trying to gently tap the ball into the pocket but it riqochet's off the corner into the middle of the table' moves. Oh yes, the challenge has been accepted dear readers, we just need to arrange a date and time. Dolly 'Pool Plankton' Peg is going to get her ass whooped!

Till next time...x