Ah Fuck It...

I do realise I don't post on blog as often as I should. In part I wanted it to be a diary-ish thing for me, and partially just to vent anything publicly.


But neither happened really.


So I'm still a Health Care Assistant in an Emergency Department somewhere in SW London/Surrey, I'm applying for medicine (again) and didn't get in (again).

What do I do now?


I'm thinking something like travelling. Opinions?

Results are out! Results are out!

Could be better, but then again I'm an arse (and hungover). And have very academic focused parents.

AAAB.

B in psychology (side note: it's a fake science, so it's ok, no need to panic).

Looks like I need to start ucas again. Arse.

But I do start my job in the ED as a HCA as from Monday. Arse.

And Here's Where Lives Are Ruined....

.... specifically mine as I start blogging.

Why? Existential I am this morning (night?) sitting at 1am starting a blog.

Maybe I'm blogging because I'm insecure, because I actually have no friends or because I have a few Healthcare Assistant interviews/assessments coming up and am feeling rather apathetic about it.

Or maybe I just wanted a diary of things when it comes to writing a personal statement because my long term memory is shocking. Or maybe I don't exist.

I don't know.

I don't care any more.

I need to get out more....