Green Pens. Black Cats. Blue Skies.
I'm a nineteen year old student and professional patient. I study wildlife conservation, which means I get to go to the zoo a lot, and I have Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, which means I get to go to the hospital a lot. I collect books, take photos and life would be unimaginable without my friends and four legged furry creatures. I hate bacon.
This will most likely end up being a collection of random, probably incoherent thoughts with a few photos thrown in here and there.
Occasionally I might say something important.
I wouldn't bet on it though.
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Avengers Assemble Outfits
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The upside of dyslexia
Every time i see the word “Union” my brain immediately goes “Unicorn. That word says unicorn.” A word that is undeniably...
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I have my appointment at UCLA
It doesnt look like im under Prof Grahame, but my appointment is with the hypermobility clinic. My appointment is in 4...
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Dear smoke alarm
Its a god damn yoghurt! Nothing is on fire, no one is dying and i’m not using the oven you despise so much.
Please, just let me...
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Anonymous asked: are you a feminist?
Who isn’t?
You know when your exam room is actually a college classroom and you end up learning about Tsarist Russia between the years of 1881 and 1917 from the posters on the wall instead of writing answers?
Well…
Nah, it actually went pretty okay today barring minor panic at the start when we didn’t have a room or papers.
And they are finally over!!
Let’s get drunk and go to Cornwall!
Am currently air drumming along to Various Artists instead of highlighting key points concerning the capture techniques and morphological measurements of the mona monkey (Cercopithecus mona) on the Island of Grenada, West Indies.
Sometimes music helps productivity and sometimes this happens.
It’s Sunday afternoon, I’m sitting cross-legged in my big, spinny, leather office chair, wearing gigantic headphones, doing my sit down happy dance for no reason to Various Artists while eating ready salted flavour crispy potato snacks and chocolate digestives.
This is my life.
I quite like it.
Normal? Never said I was.
I’m also helping someone shop for an engagement ring which is very exciting.
Me? Completing an amazing 24 piece mini jigsaw of a frog with a banjo instead of revising for Monday’s exam?
Maybe…
I was propositioned on the bus this morning. In a way that made me want to lie through my teeth to the DVLA and tell them I’m completely healthy so they’ll take the restrictions off my licence so I can buy a car and never have to use public transport ever again in my life ever.
Ever.
Ever ever ever ever ever.
Ever.
At one point I genuinely thought that putting on my red Converse instead of my awesome, Made For Kicking boots was going to be one of the worst decisions I’ve ever made.
Yesterday I was so tired I was wearing this jumper
and fell asleep halfway through eating my tea after taking a nap.
Now, it is 1:30am, I have to go to class tomorrow morning and I can’t sleep.
What fuckery is this?
I thought humans were supposed to have specific sleep cycles following a circadian rhythm?
To be honest, metapopulations can go screw themselves.
I’m not even going to dignify them by looking up the answer now.
Five days of physio on the trot. Can I stop now please?
No?
But… Please?
Apparently small amounts at frequent intervals is the way forward. I don’t know about any of you guys but I prefer my exercise in small amounts at infrequent intervals. Unless it’s the only sport of which I actually partake on a voluntary basis. Which, let’s face it, involves standing still for the majority of the time and no running is allowed.
Exam Topic: Conservation Biology
Current Revision Page Number: 80
Total Revision Page Number: 520
Exam Date: 15th May
Screwedness: Much
“Declutter” was on my To Do List today.
Yeah… This is what happened instead.
- Guy from uni: What did you get in that presentation?
- Me: 77%
- Guy from uni: Is that it?
- Me (in my head): "Is that it?" Are you kidding me? What the fuck is wrong with a 77? You have no idea how proud I am of getting a 77 on a presentation. I failed the same one twice in college. I have to take freaking beta blockers just to stop my heart from exploding and my brain going into meltdown when I give them. Plus you were all given topics like The Bushmeat Industry and The Global Pet Trade and I got Biotechnology & Genetic Resources because, you know, our tutor is completely unbiased. And I still managed to pull it out of the fucking bag and keep it together to get a first. I'd like to see you give yourself a crash course in biochemistry for one 20 minute presentation. So fuck you and your "Is that it?"
- Me: It'll do, I guess. How about you?
- Guy from uni: 93%
- Me (in my head): Smug bastard.
- Me: Well done!
Yes, I am still going on about the cheese grater.
It’s just that I find it particularly amazing. I push a button and
BAM!
Grated cheese.
Had a four hour exam today. Four hours. My brain is mushed.
On the plus side, they got me an appropriate chair this time and there was a laptop floating around that I could use.
I think I did okay. I’m aiming for a comfortable pass, nothing special (I missed a lot of classes this term) and I gotta be honest, a lot of what I was thinking about during my animal behaviour exam was absolutely unrelated to animal behaviour.
Also, Spike found a vertebra in the garden this evening. I’m sure it’s just a by-product of foxy’s diet and is not, in fact, human.
Yeah, that’s what it is.
Right?
There is a Honda in my hallway. The Honda in my hallway says hello.
Saw this little guy/girl taking a break in the jungle that is the garden yesterday. He/she ran off before I could take any more photos but I’m keeping a lookout for him/her.
I just finished watching this film.
My eyes won’t stop leaking.
Just…
When they…
And he…
Gah!
