election week
2nd March 2005, 9:36 pm

argh i hate election week at uni. at the moment you can't cross over from the bio-medical department to the union without being mobbed by about fifty different camps of people, all waving flyers and demanding that you vote for them. the guy in the bee costume was particularly scary, as was the girl who was giving out homemade cheese. how long must that have taken to make?

i got my results yesterday for my semester 1 exams. i managed to pass them all, and averaged 57ish, which is a good 2:2. i reckon i can pull it up to a 2:1 with the summer exams, which is all i'm really aiming for, so all in all i'm very pleased and relieved with my results. the best part is that i scored really highly on my essays, and less well on my multiple choice questions, so that bodes well for next year, when the exams will be more heavily based on essay exams. amy failed three of hers, which is terrible to be honest. i think she's pretty upset by it, and i was sympathetic towards her, but she knows that she didn't go to enough of the lectures, and didn't put in enough revision, so she kind've brought it on herself. i mean, i worked myself to death and was really pleased with the outcome, while she was ging off and seeing her boyfriend during the weekend between exams.

old people holding hands is one of the cutest things you'll ever get to see.

i didn't go in this morning, because i woke up feeling depressed, and when that happens it is the hardest thing in the world motivating yourself to get out of bed. i did, however, instead force myself to go to the gym at 11. i even did the evil arm wheel-turning thing that knacks like a bitch. there i was, on level one doing it for 5 minutes with my arms knacking already, when i glance across and the girl next to me is on level 3 and had been doing it for at least ten. i've decided that i hate her.

rang my dad last night, and tried to explain to him the counselling thing again. he was pretty dismissive once again... and then said, "well you know, do it until easter, and then if you feel okay maybe don't go back". i don't know if he's skeptical in general, or whether he's in denial about me having these problems, or whether he feels personally responsible for the fact that i haven't done my grieving properly. either way, his attitude is starting to bug me a little now.

may attempt the gym tomorrow as well, though i've got a cold at the moment and it's hampering most of my activities. i always like to think i'm quite hardy, but as soon as i get a cold i act like i'm dying. worshipping sudafed at the moment, they rock above everything else.

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