Monday, 9 May 2016

Happy Mondays #16


It's been a big week for Laura. I thought the worst thing that was going to happen last week was my first, and worst, exam. It wasn't actually that bad. But what was bad was dropping a whole cup of tea over my leg the following day, and spending every day since hobbling, at A&E, trying to stop it weeping out of bandages, speaking to the most incompetent GP surgery in the entire world, and sourcing some crutches. Big week, huh? So although I can't walk good, or shower, and I have to deal with bare legs beyond the heatwave weekend and into the cold, rainy week, I've actually done some really nice things this week. Hobbling or otherwise. 

1. Ed's birthday barbecue 
If there's one thing I love it's a barbecue/garden party/outdoor affair in the actual sun. And my god did we make the most of it. Having friends with a rad house with a big garden is one thing, but when they're also down the road from a big rounders (and kite)-friendly park, have a big ol' barbecue, put on a smashing party spread AND you're able to source a paddling pool, it's beyond your average summery awesomeness. I've got a watch tan line, I've probably got a leg bandage tan line, and I got to spend a whole day hanging out with the best people drinking beers, eating steak and forgetting that I have 3 exams in the next 2 weeks. I think that's the dream. Plus, I can still smell a lingering scent of sun cream, which I'm convinced must be in my hair somewhere, but it's making me feel like holidays are impending and that it the best. 

2. Dinner with my buds 
A well-overdue catch up with Corey & Fred this week was a definite mid-week (pre-burn) highlight. Despite having gone a good 3 or 4 years without seeing them until last summer, I'm now craving our regular catch-ups and feeling like I'm at a loss with their lives (and Corey's love interests) if I go more than a month or so without seeing them. I was also pretty psyched to try out Zizzi's new(ish) vegan pizza. It wasn't great. I won't be getting it again. But even that sad pizza did not put a downer on our evening, and I'm psyched to get the whole crew back together and reunited in the summer. 

3. A quarter of the way through exams
Exams are, hands down, one of my least favourite things in the entire world. Every year I do them, I forget how soul destroying they are, and then I remember how good it feels when they're done...when you're ticking them off and counting them down. As of last Tuesday I am a quarter of a way through my exams, and I'll be ticking another off this week. This year I am feeling the pressure of exams less than, perhaps, I ever have done which feels worrying in itself considering they're my university finals and should probably be the most important. I just can't get into it. But at least I'm not dying of stress (as in previous years). I don't know if it's a good or bad thing. What I do know is that in 11 days time when they are all over and I'm drinking cider courtesy of UCL Geography, I am going to be so happy it's over. 

4. Realising how lucky I am
The loss of two childhood friends within the space of a few weeks really does put your life in perspective. Two very lovely and very brave young men, who couldn't have been more different, tragically lost their lives in two very different accidents. I'm not going to pretend they were my best friends and pour my heart out, because there seems to be a lot of that for the moment (whether it's someone you used to know, or whether it's a celebrity you feel compelled to express irrational and immeasurable grief for), but the shocking loss of their lives has really touched me. It's one of those things that you think will never happen to you, and then when it does to the person who used to help you with your maths in year 5, it suddenly feels real, scarily close. It makes me feel lucky to be here, and so sorry that they're not. 

Happy Monday all! X
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