open minded

The mean nurse jabbed my arm with a big needle. She’s not mean really… in fact I think she was the nurse who immunised me as a wee baba. Nor was the needle that big (and even if it was, it wouldn’t worry me; I have given blood… nothing can scare me now!) My arm has just begun to ache slightly and I feel like being sulky about it.
At least now, I won’t get cancer of a cervical nature. Well, that is the plan…

I helped out in the psychology department at the college open evening tonight. It was quite funny, what with the one girl that we seemed to scar for life; the ignorant people who refused to maintain eye contact and kept walking away as I reeled off my big speil (which I refused to finish prematurely just because of their ignorance!) and free soft drinks. You can’t say no to free drinks. It was good times, definitely, especially seeing as it gave me some perspective and time to reflect, even amidst the madness. This time last year, I was one of them… I was that shy girl, quietly looking at all the displays and surveying my surroundings with wide eyes. Now I’m… so different. and so much better. Plus, by being on the other side of things, it allowed me to step back and look at my college almost as if through new eyes again and appreciate why I like being there. Other than when I’m around people, I haven’t been feeling really positive about anything so to be able to stand back and go OHYEAH, that’s what it’s all about was good.

In an afterthought, you should all read this book: ----------------->
It has some fairly black humour (which is my love, alongside irony); is very well written and, above all, has helped me to get out of my head when that was the worst place to be. It’s not a difficult read – my dad, who failed his English O Level seven times, read it in a few days – but that doesn’t mean that it’s simplistic in any way. Just… read it! That’s all I’m saying.

Goodnight. (: