Holiday, of sorts

So I'm on holidays. Or at least not being in university-days. I have three exams to revise for, one of which is all day. Yes ALL day. By which I mean from 9.30 till 4.30 (your opinions on the all-dayness of this may differ from mine, but in my head this is most firmly all day).
Said exam is a practical examination. The other two are a multiple choice computer exam, and an essay exam. The computer exam includes negative marking too. Frankly I'm not sure which I'm more terrified of.

However, since we have the grades for the coursework associated with the essay based exam I have spent part of my day working out what I need to score to pass. Yes, I am a bit weird, I spent my day calculating what everyone in my class needs to get to pass (yes I do need to get out more).
I need:
Fail Marginal to get a bare pass (a D-), it is impossible for me to get an A, to get a B I need a  B+, to get a C I need a D-, and to get a D I need that oddly named Fail Marginal.
I like this. I like having some kind of focussing point.

It would be nice if I knew what I had got for the coursework in the other two...

In other events. I have changed several of my modules for next semester, and now am doing a work placement module. Erm where ??

A week gone

First I was ill, and then it was the snow...it equals no university for a week and two assignments that I manically drove people nuts over got extended.

My computer died a bit, I've watched too much crappy daytime television and I've taken up eating bizarre food combinations...all in all I feel as though I am *truly* living the student life.

In other news its my birthday tomorrow, woo me...I was going to be tremendously sensible and use my book tokens/gift vouchers for uni books. However, I was persuaded out of this and now am the proud owner of Superfreakonomics, How to Teach Quantum Physics to Your Dog, a Jo Nesbo novel, and some Woody Allen films...

Maybe technology almost likes me

For various tedious reasons, most of which relate to my irritating habit of fainting like a fey fiction heroine when it gets the slightest bit warm, I need to reduce the amount of stuff I carry to university. Accordingly I have purloined a netbook to see if that make things easier.
And my verdict after one day? Yes. Yes it does. It's not a perfect solution the battery life is dire and the power cable weighs as much as the netbook. However, being able to take notes on slides without killing a whole forest. Actually being Aw to work in the library without having to lurk around like some kind of stalker until a computer is free. Awesome.

Also awesome, and this ruins any cool nerd kid credentials I might have had, Microsoft OneNote. I know, I know liking teh evul windoze is not on. But. seriously that thing fucking rocks. No it doesn't make up for the awfulness that is publisher, nor for the annoying but ubiquitous Excel, but damn this is actually good. I can have all my stuff for each module together and well I like...

Now all I need is to win the lottery (which is unlikely because I don't play) and heye one of those write on tablet pc dooberries.

And breathe

My actual grading marks, for the subject wot I áv nivvr done before, I got a B in both. Which is a hundred types of awesome and frankly I'd have been happy with a scraped pass. I have another computer assessment in that which represents 15% and an exam in January which represents 40%.

My formative assignment she said she would have given me an A- if it was marked, which is great, but a little bit pressurising since I can't really do less than that on the real thing can I now?

Which probably means I should get back to doing said essay and the second essay I have as well. Eeep.

Scary gradeness

I get some grades this week...and I'm afraid. Really afraid.

On Thursday I will get back my formative essay score (ie the essay for which there are no points), which is in itself a little scary. Because the focus is on feedback. However, it isn't a point contributing essay so if I have utterly messed up it isn't something that can't be rectified.

The other two scores. The other two are properly scaring me. Firstly because between them they represent 45% of one unit's grade. Secondly and far far more scary, the grades are going to be online. No private shame. No chance to mumble a reply and divert attention.

This I am not fond of. Not a jot.

Technology is mine enemy

I've just done my first online assessment for a module (second one week after next). And goodness what a faff. Not really the most accessible thing ever, on account of having to download extra software to run it. Which both my computers objected to in quite strong terms. I think they were on the verge of having a Mrs Trellis of North Wales moment.

However, it is done. And now I'm scared. I am reasonably confident with the essay for this module that I haven't totally fucked it up. And frankly for the first time ever I am actually in two of my current modules entirely satisfied if I get a D. really truly, not normal me. But they are linked and while the one for the exam/essay is quite good, the other is awful hellish and makes me want to kill myself every Wednesday night. So I am doing a get through this year. And then Zoology goes back to being major and no more do I spend money on freezing my bum off.

Also slightly scared that I just realised I have two big essays about to be set within three days of each other...I will be locking myself up in my secret bolt hole, with books n'stuffs.

The why yes I really am f***king annoyed post

I understand that not everything on field trips will go to plan. I know that you can't predict for injuries and traffic. You can however, take the 40 minutes you planned for to look at item 1, rather than the hour an half you did take. And the subsequent twice as much time for the other places. You have watches.
Also you did know that your workplace, the place at which I study, had rented out the car park for the evening to several thousand people for an event that ended at the time our coach due to arrive back in car park. So a little foresight might have told you that getting back was going to involve some problems. Like maybe that we wouldn't be able to park in the car park, or even allowed in, and that we'd have to drive endlessly around the city centre like very swish vagrants.

Because gentlemen, some of us live in places where buses only operate between ten and four on Sundays, and so have had to call in very many favours to get to and from university in the first place, and people are not happy when they get messed around doing people favours.

It was cold. Very very cold. I am annoyed.

Zoom, just one look...

Or: OMG I want a scanning electron microscope...

Practicals that involve being near very brilliant (and very expensive) equipment are awesome. I could have been totally happy without the practical on calibrating a light microscope, but the electron ones oooooh. Nice.

Reason number 300 to come to university: They have big toys. With buttons and gold plated ladybirds (not for decorative purposes, its for viewing through the scanning microscope). I got to see bacteria on a ladybird's mouthparts, which sounds vaguely like something you would do on date five, and the hairs on her very dead legs.*And a fly, which seemed to have died from having his head drop off, and someone in the class' hair, and a bullet.



*I have absolutely no idea what gender said bug was clearly but its a ladybird, so we'll assume its a lady-bug...

It seems...

that mobile blogging in fact is not as easy as I thought, and two posts have vanished into goodness knows where...

I get to go to a course rep meeting tomorrow, woo. Actually despite my sarcasm I am quite interested (somewhat self selecting I suppose since I am unlikely to have volunteered otherwise). I'm less keen on the fact that Wednesday is my late night day and by the end I will be one tired little bunny. Not least because I wait in the bus station, the extremely cold bus station, for quite some time since night time buses don't appear to have quite the same joined up-ness that daytime ones do.*

I handed my first proper assignment in today, I have low expectations for it frankly, but I've tried. That I got deeply confused by the process of handing in does not bode well...


*Random aside, this genuinely confuses me do they assume that all shift workers, doctors, nurses etc can drive or live next door to their place of work?

Actual Factual Practi-cual

Yes first practical.
Was it exciting? Not especially.
Was it new? Not particularly.
Do I still hate microscopes? Yes. Yes I do.
Do they still make me go cross eyed? Very much so.
Are lab coats still horribly uncomfortable? Indeed.
Did I see some metaphase bits of onion? For once yes.

Poorly

You know that mythical fresher's flu. Not so mythical apparently.

Field Trip

We did go in a bus and we did go to some rocks and we did see a mine.

I felt pretty much as though I was 7 yesterday. Things I don't like: people not being clear about what they mean, or why they want you to do something. Transparency in teaching, people, transparency.

I was very relieved that it was a proper coach, with a qualified coach driver (I trust minibuses not a bit).

It wasn't bad, and in parts (well part) was interesting. I could however, think of several hundred things I'd rather do on a Saturday.

It's Friday night, it's time for...

Map reading. Oh yes reader. You ARE envious aren't you? Don't deny it. I can feel it through the screen.

Yes my entertainment tonight will be trying to finish my map homework in anticipation of tomorrow's field-trip, which isn't, as one might hope, to somewhere glamorous. It is infact to somewhere nearer to my house than the university is. Matlock Bath. Oh yes indeedy. That exciting. Mostly I'm concerned about the potential of getting on a normal public transport bus first thing in the morning dressed like a rejected Village People member (and no sadly its not the Indian). That and the fact that after a whole day with people I may end up killing someone. My patience levels are at an all time low at the minute.

Partly because my back is in absolute agony. To the point where I'm genuinely considering a wheelie flight case to carry about. I have reduced all my stuff that I take daily to minimum levels. Really truly minimum for me. I have to carry a full pencil case I cannot assume, as so many others do, that the one pen I take will always work.

Also my patience is low thanks to spending the day searching for information and meeting the "your institution does not subscribe to this" screen far far too frequently. I understand that they can't afford to subscribe to everything but one journal had about five different articles and appears to be something of a 'core' journal. However, I am apparently mad for spending this much time on this essay, since it is a formative essay. For those not familiar, formative is code for"nil points", but you have to do it as a requirement of the module. However, you get given feedback. And if I'm going to get feedback on technique I'd like it to be information that I actually do need to know rather than telling me stuff I knew, but haven't done because it was a no pointer. Partly because it seems a colossal waste of both mine and my teacher's time, and partly because I'm there to learn new stuff. That's the whole point for me.

Well, anon, I must go to my map again. Joy.

On the many browser challenge

I got my first assignment, and bizarrely I've realised I'm going to have to start using a third browser on my computer. Most of the useful plugins for citing and keeping records of journals to cite, go with Firefox. And Mr Mozilla and I parted ways some months ago, because frankly its like entering an unfit overweight beer swilling man with poor eyesight into a night time speed orienteering challenge. So by preference I use Chrome, and because the university website refuses to believe that Chrome is a browser I also use IE*. But neither Chrome nor IE seem to work with any decent citation plug ins, so Mr Mozilla will get another chance.

Though in some ways this is moot, since this one I have to handwrite...



*Some geeky types have a vehement hatred of IE (equally some hate MF, but IE hate seems more common) which I cannot fathom, yes MF is open-source but currently it doesn't do the job as well as it should. I don't care how much money someone makes from my using their product if it works. Random aside over.

Unexpected

Who'd have thunk it, the most boring sounding module turns out to be looking like it might be the most interesting. It's a mandatory one, and is called Essential Practical Skills or some such. Which pelts fear into my heart. That says to me microscopes, and preparing things and such.*

It probably will involve these things. However, the lecturer is so positive, and genuinely appears interested in all 79 of us that I think it might be okay. Okay he might be faking it, but I don't think he was, he seemed sincere. And enthusiastic, which must be quite hard when you've been given what must essentially be the most dull module to teach ("yeah so you'll get these first years and you have to teach them to write and use microscopes, and not kill themselves").

I am a little perturbed that our first essay is to be handwritten...

* Curiously the one practical skill I am bizarrely now quite happy with, dissection, they don't do much of because "students don't like it". WTF. Seriously this annoys me. Let me cut things up damn you.

Tuesday (and Wednesdayish)

Well Tuesday was the first lesson in an actual lab. Not doing any practical stuff though. It was however, a very warm lab, the same warm lab that contributed to my going a bit wrong when college visited the university open day. So my please open the windows plan can't come soon enough. Very traditional style lecturer, a proper actual professor too, but good. I don't mind if they're not especially warm people if they make sense, which he did.

I am, however, starting to feel like a grumpy old woman. Door slamming, persistently late, noisy, chattery people are starting to annoy me. Being 18 is not an excuse for not turning up on time, all the time. And note to the five boys behind me, you get upset because you maybe have to be parted from each other for a lesson and make a whole row of people change places? Seriously, what are you six?

Today is my first evening lesson...

First proper lesson/s

Today was the first day I had an actual lesson. This afternoon, 1-5 was the scheduled slot, however in practice it was 1-2 lecture and then 4-5 lecture. With nothing to do in the middle bit, bar trying to avoid the noisy, busy, hellish Fresher's Fair (nice to share info, but please universities of the world realise that some of us do not like crowds).
This bizarre system is so that next week and the two weeks after the middle slot can be used for drop in tutorials, I'm almost tempted to have issues even when I don't, just so I have something to do. Then the four weeks after that we have from 2-5 doing practicals...and then after that its back to the drop in or nothingness.

I find this baffling, and annoying frankly. Why they can't schedule the two lectures one after the other I don't understand. But hey ho.

Lecture theatre seats 180 and there are dead on 180 in the class. Which is snug. And also means we can only go in the not quite so shiny lecture theatre, because none of the others are big enough.

Observations from first proper lectures... Some people are totally oblivious, particularly late people. C'mon you people have you no sense of embarrassment?! Doors are loud. Lecturers make bad jokes, and they fall far flatter in a bigger room (secret to this teach only small groups with unreliable humour). And scanning your ID card is all a bit Jennifer Government for my tastes.

Not in uni today (oddly) but still spending on it...

According to one of the many handbooks I have been given in the last week, I needed some special clothes. Special in the sense that they aren't things I'd normally buy-trousers and a "bright coloured anorak". I'm not quite sure why people seem to think that its implausible to do muddy and knee scuffing things in a skirt, I've managed thus far in my life (personally I think grazed knees are rather fetching). But such it is, and so I spent half the night hunting for a very very cheap pair, since I don't intend to spend much on something I wouldn't voluntarily wear.*

Thanks to the joys of camping shops I now own a fluorescent pink anorak. I defy anyone not to find me in that thing.


*No really I hate trousers that much. How the rest of you women are comfortable in something that attempts to bisect your bum is beyond me. "Figure hugging" jeans are imo one step away from speculum. And blokes. Why? Seriously, why? You have all those (frankly ludicrous looking) attachments, why on earth do you insist on trying to shove the things in trousers. Looks painful.

Day 4

The day of not much.

Wandered around found the timetables. Found that we're supposed to read something before the first lecture. Which is the book I ordered from Waterstone's, but the publisher has told me won't be available for 4-6 weeks.
Borrowed one of only 2 copies of book from library (nerdiest=firstiest) so I can read said chapter.
Watched Costa man get increasingly despondent with till.
Went to health and safety lecture.
Cancelled book with Waterstone's because found Blackwell's have some.
Got bad back from bag.
Came home to find lab coat delivered.

No uni tomorrow.

Day three, the day in which, reader, we actually enrol

Yes it took till Wednesday. However, it was a billion times more simple than it had been made out to be, and that's even allowing for the fact that there were two me's on the system.

So now being formally enrolled means I have a new shiny ID card, so have been able to apply for my [freebie] NUS extra card, and student mango card (35% off bus fare, yes please).

I also collected my strange collection of essential tools. Including my rather fashionable hard hat.

And had a library tour, which I was grateful to have as an unofficial one, rather than the proper one because he made it last 15mins rather than half an hour.

Day two aka "The most expensive day of the week so far"

Today was subject introduction day.

Which is essentially sitting in a room and having the subject and modules explained to you. This might all seem like stuff you can read in the handbook, and indeed some of it is, but it is a good way to find out the stuff not in the module books.

Unfortunately the main thing I found out today is how to spend monies...

• The needed texts for subject 1 have changed from the two I was told about before the summer to add a third. In the onsite branch of Waterstone's you can buy as a set of three, relatively cheaply, but the third on its own was 52£. Luckily Amazon works on my phone, and was 4£ cheaper.
• A lab coat to be purchased. The most depressing garment known to mankind. Bought over the phone this evening from a jolly Yorkshireman, who assures me I will have it before next week. I hope so or I won't be allowed in the laboratory.
• And then a series of slightly strange items for playing with rocks-a clinometer (tell me I'm not the only person finding that equipment name implausibly suggestive), a fine hat to make me look like a doozer and some other stuffs.
• Mandatory fieldwork to which you have to contribute to...which comes to a total 500£ in a four month period.

The last point has meant having to change one of my modules because I can't afford to do it. I was going to do an Ecology module that has a four day fieldwork, but two trips in such a short time means there's no way I can justify it :-(

This is one of the slight disadvantages of a not rich from research type uni. From some heavy handed googling I've noticed that some universities fully subsidise mandatory field trips, and notably they are big research led universities. 

Lets see how much money I can spend tomorrow...

First day part two

Partly today was a bit of travelling thirteen miles to listen to a man say stuff that I'd worked out already, but I suppose maybe the rest of the world isn't as much a chronic planning fetishist as I am...

Got lots and lots of very heavy paperwork, which made my poor shoulder near cry.
Looked like a complete dweeb eating my packed lunch (ah kids you may look cool now with your Upper Crust sammiches but wait till your loan runs out).
Met a very nice lady in finance who stopped me from having a near heart attack after...
We discovered that the bursary for being a local student isn't given until the following year now :-s
Had a look in the university branch of Waterstone's and had both happy palpitations and panicky ones; seeing all those lovely books and then seeing the price of said lovely books.

And I am already baffled by the timetable thing, not because its particularly hard, but because one set of information doesn't match another. I'm hoping the timetable leaflet is the wrong part, and thus far the evidence works in that direction. Attached to the front was an addendum deleting several modules on the pathway that my friend from college is following, and on her other subject it had two modules listed twice for no good reason. So it isn't exactly demonstrating itself to be a comprehensive and reliable document right now...

Tomorrow I get my subject introductions and have already got some questions ready (oh yessy I am that nerdy), the first one being to clarify whether the book or the timetable is correct in saying I need to take a particular module, and the second about fieldwork clashes*...

* A quick skim of the sciencey modules might well persuade one that science is basically about going on holiday (Yorkshire, Wales, Somerset, Tenerife, Mallorca...)

First Day Part one

Just about to catch bus to first day...eeek. First day is only a couple of hours and doesn't really involve much it seems.

Observations so far:
1. I'd forgotten the 'joy' of BBC breakfast (enhanced by the fact that I get London news not local)
2. It's cold.

Booooks

I opened my email yesterday morning to find that late on Friday I'd been sent a message with a list of "Recommended Reading" and a note suggesting one book be started reading before the course starts. So less recommended and more silently mandatory. At the start of the summer I bought a set of books that are the token  mandatory items for one subject (and I'm glad I did so then since they've increased in price in this run up to the start of term), which cost me 60£ (and that's it being a bargain :-s *), and one other book that will hopefully help me with something I know I'm going to struggle with.

So given that it was suggested to start reading beforehand I decided to start book hunting:
Amazon-edition on list not in stock and new and used started at "oh my god" leading to "that's half my mortgage".
Amazon-edition not on list but same edition (how to make monies, become textbook publisher), 3-4 weeks. I start in a fortnight so no good.
Blackwells-Ten pounds more than Amazon, 1-3 weeks, unless I wanted to go to Oxford or Liverpool to collect said book. Er no.
Waterstones online-Same price as Blackwells and same time period. The stock checker said none anywhere.
WHSmith-I worked for them long enough that I should have known looking was pointless. But over four weeks and ten pounds more than Blackwells and Waterstones.

Since I was in Nottingham yesterday I decided to check in Waterstones (because I believe online stock checkers not a jot), they didn't have any and the assistant checked the university branch, who also didn't have any (and the Waterstones man seemed as baffled by this as I am). So I've ordered it, and am now crossing every crossable bit of my body that a) it arrives on time and; b) that I did give the right email address.

It would be nice though if books on reading lists (and this is hardly a light bedtime reading thing, unless you are unhinged) were a) in enough print volume that shops can stock them and; b) in bloody stock before university starts.


*The on campus branch of a large chain has a leaflet advertising said book set at fifteen pounds more expensive than I bought it and described as a bargain. Yeah I think you and I Mr Bookshop, have very different concepts of bargain.

Free and not so free part 1...

Apart from the whole expanding horizons, better career prospects business one of the advantages of student-hood is, in theory, all the free things you get.
Except the NUS card that you get free is pretty much only accepted as discount at Dorothy Perkins and the odd branch of other shops where the staff are nice enough to ignore the rules. Because what you need is the NUS Extra card. Which isn't free. Its 11£. Which seems an awful lot to me if you don't regularly eat 25£ worth of Domino's pizza, fit in anything they sell  at Miss Selfridge and are far too geeky to think spending 30£ on a haircut reasonable. So the only reason this scruffy haired gal who hasn't fit in anything they sell at Miss Selfridge since she was about 12 is getting one is because it comes free with the bank account. Which is a reasonable perk of student-hood.
There's plenty you can shop around and some let you have it even before university (I'm with Lloyd'sTSB and they let you start it in Access year). And they have freebies! So with mine I got some MP3s and a speaker, the Extra card and, to the great amusement of those that know me best, a YHA membership. The freebies probably aren't the best thing to look for an account on, but they can be useful (probably more useful if I could actually see myself holidaying in a barn, but hey ho).

Planning

The university have put the module descriptions and timetables online (eventually) and being a chronic lister, planner type I have been reading over them endlessly.

Being as the degree I'll be doing is two subjects I have 2 basic choices in how I go about this. Option 1, which I think I'm going with for year 1 at the least, is 50/50. Option 2 is 75/25. * There are advantages and disadvantages of both, as best I can tell (though I'm sure come induction they'll tell me a few more), and as long as you have the appropriate modules you can change from 50/50 to 75/25 and vice versa. So at the moment I'm thinking the best approach is to go with the 50/50 and if at the end of the year I really really want to do more of one I can, and otherwise I stay 50/50.
The main disadvantage is that starting with 50/50 means obviously less modules taken in each subject so my options in year 2 and 3 are in both a bit limited (more so in Zoology it has to be said), its not impossible but it does mean that I am unlikely to get to play with bugs. However, the module that interests me most of all is in the third year and has no pre-requisites (oh yes I've read that far ahead!). The second disadvantage is that because Zoology has three mandatory modules (one of which is chemistry-oh how I have cried) I only get to pick one optional one-which is going to be either Ecology or Human Biology. And is probably likely to be the former.
The advantage conversely is that by having my second subject as joint to start with rather than a minor I get to do some interesting modules, the two mandatory modules (that would take up my whole minor selection) are okay sounding, but not quite as interesting as some of the others sound. And at least this way I'm giving both subjects a fair chance.

The other thing I have found out, that I hadn't even considered might happen (how dense am I?!) is that one of my classes is in the evening. I assumed, very naively it seems, that the evening slots were predominantly for people doing part time studies. Luckily the mother unit is willing to have the small shouty person overnight, but I'd be stuffed if she wasn't (especially since I haven't got a childcare grant, because I haven't got a fee loan for this year...a rant of epic proportions).

Third thing that I've realised is that even with car sharing I am going to be spending about 60£ a month on travel (I've never so wanted so wanted someone to be in the same place as me at the same time so much as I do now!). If I wasn't getting lifts it'd be over 100£. Eek!







*There is also option 3 which is essentially 37.5/37.5/25, but I don't think that would work very well for my subjects (plus I can't imagine an appropriate third). I can imagine it working very well if you were doing say English/History/Education.

Macbeth (or some notes on Student Finance England)

Good thing of today-received notification of having passed Access course, which I kinda figured I had, but it is nice to have it on paper (at least until the certificate turns up).

Less good thing of today-another missive from Student Finance England. Or as I have taken to thinking of them, my estranged not terribly romantic frigid date. Said missive asks for information which they have asked for and received three times already. I am divided between just sending it, and phoning to ask why the buggery they haven't got a photocopier or a scanner.

The primary thing I have learned since just after Christmas when I applied for finance is that if Student Finance Glasgow office and Darlington Office were a couple they would be in counselling. They are totally and completely incapable of communicating with one another. And I'm fairly sure Darlington cheated on Glasgow, since every time I have spoken to the Glasgow call centre whomever I talk to appears to have got out of the wrong side of life, let alone bed.

If you're likely to have any need for Student Finance England (I have no experience of the other student finance services but it would astound me if they are significantly better) here are my tips:

1. Keep every single solitary letter that they send you or any financial supporters (parents/spouse etc).
2. Scan or photocopy any forms you have to sign and send back.
3. Keep handy, and with several copies, lest they misplace them the following: bank statements, payslips, mortgage statements, rent books, council tax schedules, home insurance schedules, life insurance schedules, payslips, P45s, P60s, birth certificates of you and and children, marriage/civil partnerships certificates, divorce paperwork, change of name paperwork, full blood count (okay they haven't asked for that yet, but there's still time before September).
4. Befriend your local post office and make sure you get a certificate of postage for everything you send to them, and if you can afford it send anything vulnerable (actual birth certificates, final acceptance forms) by signed for.
5. Equally have read receipts on any emails you send to them.
6. If you phone them take note of the name of the person you speak to. If you have a fancy phone that you know how to use properly record the calls if you are able. You should let them know if you do record, but they record calls so its no big issue really.
7. Invest in a punch-bag, take up running, or attach a chain to your bedfellow of choice so you can more easily drag them to bed. You will need something to get rid of the residual anger from any communication with SFE.

Summer Holiday and first post

Hi there,

I don't envisage there being many posts prior to September since I'm on summer holiday (woo haven't been able to say that since 1999). However, I thought I'd give a little summary (ba boom tish):

• I'll start my degree in September 2010, so my blogging proper will begin then.
• I've just completed an Access course at a local college.
• I have just watched all of series 2 of The Big Bang Theory in one go. I know this isn't relevent to the content of the blog, but it gives you some sense of me. Which is basically a little obsessive and lacking in the sense to go to bed at a reasonable hour.
• Sometimes I will avoid using the letter c, this is because it doesn't work on one of the computers I use. I don't know why it doesn't work. It takes some effort not using c honestly. Though it is improving my vocabulary.
• I'm trying to keep my personal stuff off this blog, and this stuff off my personal blog. I won't promise it works all the time.
• I, despite all my efforts to prevent myself from doing so, have taken to using meh and heh. I am sorry.
• Also I swear. Depending on mood it can be a lot. I am not apologetic about this, but you might want to know this if swearing upsets you.
• I'm not sure it impacts on this but for the interested this is my Political compass result: