And life moves on...
So today is Monday and I am supposed to register online for my Phd at Queens, except that I can't because it's all new for them this year and it doesn't seem to be working. I guess I haven't actually told anybody what I'm up to. I graduated from Aber with a 2.1 in Environmental Science, I got 68 which is nice and now I am about to start Queens as an undifferentiated Student (hopefully Phd when it comes down to it), the title, which is bound to change, is "Sustainability, Ecological Citizenship and Post Conflict Transformation; the case of Northern Ireland." Sounds interesting....I haven't studied since June so when i look at that title I am scared, do I know anything at all? I hope so and I hope it all comes back to me. I didn't get funding but nevermind because I did get what seems to be the best job in the world. I am now Youth and Education Assistant for RSPB Northern Ireland. It's 2.5 days a week and the pay is pitiful, but I've done a month so far and it has been great. Also I will barely be taxed at all. I live in a house beside my parents which is lovely, what is lovelier still is that they don't want any rent while I'm a student. I drink in my local and I am still single. Something I'm starting to get used to (been 5 months now) with the help of my new little dog Gwen! A little terrier I got from the dog shelter, she is a wee cutie. I also passed my driving test and bought Kathy the car. I've been spending lots of time with my friends but as I watched John and Beth (siblings) head off to Manchester I couldn't help thinking, "What about me, when to I get to go back to Aber?" And it is very strange to think that I won't be back. I miss it more than I could imagine, I miss the people, and the sea, but most of all I miss the person that I was there, and I wonder will she ever come back.