I am a happy happy girl right now, although by the looks of the bags under my eyes and my persistent cold, one would be forgiven for thinking otherwise!
The last 3weeks have in very quick succession involved me attending "observation days" at 3 secondary comps (two in Norwich and one near my home), a PGCE interview at Oxford University competing for 22 places, and then -after literally 2 days!?- an email and letter revealing that Hey Congrats I'd got in. I think to be honest I'm still in shock. But am so so grateful and to be honest the biggest relief is that I am not going to have to "face the real world" as it were for another year at least. Phew! May the good times rollll
On a different note, I am also organising my 21st birthday party :)
Although the idea of cake, friends and family (is that awful that I put cake first..??) sounds b.e.a.utiful, this whole part-ay organising thing is kinda stressing me out. Mum got me to go cake shopping with her when I was home this weekend. CAKE SHOPPING!!?? It was dreadfully sweet of her to give me a say in what I want my cake to be like, but choosing the shape, colouring and choice of words on my own cake seemed..well...weird. And unnatural. Especially as I have the horrible recurring daydreams of no-one turning up and it just being me and my lavishly-decorated birthday cake!
But, as my boyfriend has not failed to remind me: Katherine, these are "First World" problems. I suppose he has a point. If I was in Africa now for instance, and I was left alone in a warm barn with a cake all to myself I would probably be in heaven. And that cake would be long gone. Saying that, if I was in that same said barn right now the cake could well be history too, so perhaps that comparison is not quite so poignant.
Anyways, enough talk of cake. After all, tomorrow is the start of Lent (hoping to finish this essay on Revenge Tragedy at some point tonight so that I can wake up in time for Mass at the Cathedral...) and TRADITIONALLY people quit smoking or cut out pie from their diets or something equally as dramatic. I, on the other hand, have decided to take something UP.My note to myself currently propped up on the shelf above my desk reads:
"Write down something every day which I can be happy and grateful for."
So I shall start today ( a day early I know, but hey I'm eager!). Today I am grateful that in 4 days time I will get to see my wonderful boyfriend again! I'm grateful that he's making the effort to trek to God-forsaken (or should that be forgotten??) Norwich, and that he puts up with the stressed-out Katherine! :)
Right, on that note, before I get any hungrier staring at that delicious picture of cake, I shall return to the grim (yet oddly addictive) world of Revenge Tragedies and hope to complete this essay to the best of my abilities. Should be grrreat *ahem*
Much love
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