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Saturday, May 06, 2006

 
Penguins are better than the English at queueing.

i have watched march of the penguins and was very impressed by the orderly line those emperor penguins formed when there were so many of them and such a vast area into which they could crowd.

Look at them go! Are they not amazing?

Of course i am not sure what this says about me that i sat watching that scene being wowed by their queueing ability, but i am reminded about a conversation i had with Esther in our final year of uni (at sometime between 3 and 5pm) about what it was to be English and I am thinking perhaps we should have included queueing.


 

The bluebells are out, go and look at them people.

Foolishly didn't take my camera with me when i went for a walk in the woods so i can't show you how pretty it was but here look at this picture instead, you will get the idea. It looks like an ocean of blue. ha ha ha.



Friday, May 05, 2006

 
Today I am remembering how much i love the word...'ocean'.

Join with me now in saying this word.

Feels good don't you think? Or am i alone in thinking that some words have a nice shape and feel good in your mouth when you say them?

Yes...no...?...just me then...okay.

ocean



Thursday, May 04, 2006

 
HURRAH!!! It's thursday evening i survived my second day of second placement, it's summer, I have a party to go to, and my brother Mark got the job he was being interviewed for today!!
He has got the position of head of biology at Bungay School in Suffolk, starting in September. Is house is going on the market this weekend and he by the end of the summer he would have moved away.

So plenty of reasons to celebrate, roll on party time; I need to get away from my computer before i overdose on almonds and dried mango (revision food).



Wednesday, May 03, 2006

 

It wasn't a ghost after all, it was Mr Newtie. I had not realised he had just returned from his latest mission. It's not surprising that the first thing he wanted upon his arrival was a cup of tea; it's very stressful risking your life on a weekly basis for the good of man and newt kind but a cuppa fixes everything.



Tuesday, May 02, 2006

 
My kettle just turned itself on. Should i be worried? Should i put in a call to the boys from 'Supernatural'? Who you gonna call?

 

I just looked out my window (contemplating the start of an essay) and i spotted a single abandoned shoe lying on the path below. Esther I know this will cause you pain!

 
I have been back in Reading just over a week now; i have handed in one assignment and completed one exam ( had a moment of panic when i looked down and saw a question on progressive bulbar palsy and my first thought was "what the hell is that?). My Easter placement went well (or at least i thought so at the time).

This term I am doing one day of placement for 5 weeks; it is in a peadiatric community clinic. Thursday was my first day and by the time i left i felt confused and a complete nervous wreck; i think i spent the whole day on survival mode ("just make it to 5pm and then go home and get drunk. well have a glass of wine...or two"). I find it hard to judge what stage i should be at by now and i feel so nervous with clients that i question whether i will ever be able to do this. Are they really going to let me loose with a caseload of my own by the end of this course? Is that wise? i'm questioning myself a lot at the moment, i'm really scared of failing this course. I try to imagine the journey from where i am now to qualification and work out the steps i need to take; i am really scared that i dont have what it takes. Next week i will be more involved, taking the case history of one client and carrying out an assessment. Please God don't let it go wrong. I know things don't always run smoothly even for fully qualified clinicians but please don't let me make any stupid mistakes. When i got back thursday night i poured myself a large glass of merlot. Possibly for the next few weeks i shall be getting drunk on a thursday evening. Hopefully this wont lead to a reliance on alcohol to get me through my career.

I had a meeting this morning with the clinical tutor for this placement and she was very nice and reassurring and told me MSc students tend to focus on the negative things rather than what they can do well. As nice as she was and in spite of the good advice as to what to do about my concerns, i still came very close to crying in the library.





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