The End of Something Great and The Return to Reality.

Today I am getting a rough shake back to reality in Aberdeen.

After 3 weeks of bliss that I've chronologized (is that a word?) for you, I am back in classes at Aberdeen. I had my 1/2 hour class today which went poorly, mostly because I didn't even think about it for the 3 weeks, so most of my knowledge leaked out somewhere in Strandhill or Rosses Point or Dublin or Edinburgh, and also because I did the work for it yesterday and this morning. I guess I shouldn't have expected it to go well, but I made some stupid mistakes and I'm sure she knew that I could have done a better job.

I still can't believe that I did all that stuff...I was just running through the last bunch of posts I put up today (and yes, I know they're not perfect, with some formatting issues and most likely some spelling/grammar mistakes, which I would USUALLY be very aware of....but as you can tell by the length of this very sentence, I'm getting tired of dealing with this site for now...)

So now that that class is over, all I have left to do for this week is that presentation. Which I will be working on diligently as soon as I'm done these posts. Good to know I have my priorities straight, eh?

Apparently the volcano is on it's 2nd eruption today. Not good, not good at all. I hope that it stops soon. I feel horrible for all the people that needed to catch flights for important things like weddings or funerals or job interviews...and I really hope that it's all cleared up before I have to go home!

Anyway, just wanted to let you all know that I made it back to Aberdeen just fine. Sarah came by Alex's place yesterday on her way back from Ireland, so she drove us all back together.

She's so lovely, I can't believe that I don't talk about her more. She always has a smile on and can tell you something positive when your entire day seems like a 'downward spiral into the depths of despair' (not exactly my words). 

I won't be updating you every day anymore (not like you actually were able to READ the posts every day, I just had to save them in a word document until I had Internet again), but next time I do update, it'll be back to my old self, not so much a journal as an update on my general well-being.

It's scary to think how little of the year we have left. If I was at Queen's, I'd be in the middle of exams now, and done 3rd year completely in a week or so. 

That, my friends, freaks me out.

Until Next Time,

Becky.

Yes, I think I'm giving up on 'Beckers'. Only one person I know calls me that and I've decided I want to keep it a me-her thing. Also, it kind of makes me sound like a 12 year old (as if my email doesn't...). So yes, I shall henceforth be signing as Becky. My name. Kind of.

 

xxx