Thursday, 2 September 2010

Randomness, stuff and nonsense

My books have started arriving for the great MA adventure, embarking soon. The lists are a bit insane, and I foresee it all taking over my life, so I'll be blogging even less than I do already, and spending much less time meandering around the internet, reading blogs, and looking at shoes.
I'm hoping the job sitch will be sorted next week, I have training for that, and I'm crossing my fingers (and toes) that the CRB form is being processed as I type. I need to get this all sorted, it's really weighing me down. Although I'm starting to really feel better, depression wise, as things clear up and get sorted out, I can feel myself coming back to life, I even wrote a poem (albeit a rubbishy one) on my phone the other day.
I'm doing a wee bit more socialising at the mo, trying to catch everyone before I get super busy and they jet off to unis all over the country. I'll miss my friends, but it is an excuse to hare across country to visit them.
 I'm also trying to plan a trip to Paris with my cousin/substitute big sister, as our birthdays are 2 weeks apart and we've never really done anything together for it, so hopefully once work/uni is sorted I can book a Eurostar ticket and find a cheapish but not awful hotel for a few days. She's never been, and I love Paris. So it'll be really fun, even if all we do is touristy stuff, I can practice my French (which is disastrous at the moment) and see the sights, including Oscar Wilde's tomb (got to say Bonjour to one of my lit heroes) and Shakespeare & Co bookshop (which sounds like my idea of Heaven).
But first there's the matter of waiting for my books to be delivered, and organising a birthday celebration. In just under 2 weeks I shall be 24. Which feels ridiculous. I am almost a quarter of a century old and have no idea what I'm doing or what I want from life. But there we go. It seems that almost all of my friends are in the same boat. Only a few have it figured out. Most of us are just trying to keep our heads above water.
So far I've arranged to go to this nice pub near my house for a few birthday drinks on the Saturday, and then go out for a roast Sunday dinner at another lovely old fashioned pub a bit further from mine but still reachable. I've invited my lovely, bonkers, charming and hilarious friends. Presents aren't essential, but good company definitely is.
How did you celebrate your last birthday? And is there anything I should definitely see/do in Paris (bearing in mind I've been there before and have most of the obvious tourist stuff)?

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