The most wonderful time of the year?

I haven’t posted in a while, so I thought I would tell you what is going on in my life.

Uni

• Mental Health assignment
• Environmental Contexts assignment
• Children and Young People presentation and assignment
• Due for this week and next. Presentation more or less done, just being my perfectionist self and trying to fine-tune. Mental Health started, feeling confident because I have a kick-ass case study structure which I wrote while on placement and totally forgot about.
• Haven’t started the Environmental Contexts which is a PROJECT, not an essay. Previous year’s work has been 50-100 pages long… there’s no way mine will be that.
• Haven’t started the children’s assignment but it’s based on my presentation, hopefully won’t be too difficult.
• Who the fuck am I kidding, I am going to die.
• Entire term has been a joke in terms of organisation. Tons of guest lecturers (who are interesting but very specfic to their area of expertise), not being able to see our module co-ordinators because they aren’t even teaching because they are involved in research, lectures being rescheduled, assignment questions being changed, deadlines being changed, assessments being unavailable… we haven’t even had a course director since September! Cuts have hit us hard man and it has affected the standard of education.

Work

• No money
• Finally got training dates for this care assistant job I got in October
• Training dates fall on an important placement preparation day which I missed last year as well (due to working as well!). Lecturer will not meet me to discuss the placement at any other time. But I need the money and had to wait 2 months for these dates.
• Fuck

Christmas

• No money!!
• Prolonged exposure to family and absence of social life

Family

• Mum’s disease is officially raging through her despite all the poisons they pump into her. The drugs have failed. She is going to Cambridge for a second opinion this week but they have tried all the drugs I have heard of and researched and none of them have worked.
• It’s all I can think about, so I sit here with my mental health textbooks and my Children’s presentation and all I can think about is if she is put on an end-of-life care plan then why the fuck would I waste my time at uni when I could be at home to help her. I can do uni any time, I can’t get THIS time back.

Social

• Can count the friends who care about this shit on one hand
• Have a play coming up which REQUIRES 4 hours of rehersal a week even though it’s 6 weeks away and we have been rehearsing for months. The people involved have no consideration how much uni work I have on, or how little I care about this stupid fucking play in the mess that is my life.
• BOYS! BOY! Why do you make me feel bad for being too busy to see you? I HAVE OTHER PRIORITIES that are more important than getting to know you! You are cute, but uni, family, money, friends are more important.
• Haven’t been dancing in weeks, I feel it like a hole in my heart. It’s the lack of dancing for sure and not the reality that my mum is dying.
• My house is fucking cold even though the heat has been on for hours. The boiler keeps breaking down and I have to fiddle with it even though I have no clue what I’m doing and am probably doing it wrong. 

Would really like a hug please.

My Love of the Middle Aged Man

Over the past few weeks and months, it has come to my attention that I love the older man. I have had many flirtacious encounters and I’ve always been game for the banter and enuendo. I feel that I’m ready to take it to the next step and want to try and get romantically involved with some one more than 15 years my senior, so he can give me all the money and love i need. The appeal is also the older man will be a more experienced lover, and help me get over my fumblings in the bedroom and help me too become an experienced and compontent lover. Salsa men, look out ;)

EDIT: The sanctity of Tumblr has been breached! This is the work of hahahassan!

Accuratley descibed my life at the minute though…