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So, hello guys! My first week of lectures is officially over, so I thought I'd pop here and write what's happened/what's going on in my life at the moment. I'll try to write an entry at least every weekend, so I can also actually realise that time is passing... sometimes I'll come back to my journal and see that I haven't posted in over a month and I'll be like, "... where has this month gone?!", lol. XD But yeah, since this year I'm trying to manage my time better, I thought that doing this and updating my journal might actually be beneficial on some level, so... here goes!
So, I came back to Scotland on the 5th. I stayed at Andrew's house for half a week and then moved to my room on campus on Sunday night. I have to say, the first week of lectures hasn't actually been too bad. I don't have a day off during the week like last year, but it seems that this semester I have no lectures at 9am, which is nice. I do have a lecture of Public Law on Thursdays from 5 to 6pm though... when I first saw it on the timetable, I was like, "... who the hell puts a lecture of Public Law so late in the afternoon?!" lol. Public Law is famous among law students for being the most boring module of possibly the entire course, so the fact that it's been placed so late in the day is not exactly helping our attention span... if anything, it really makes you want to skip the lecture, lol. XD But apart from that, the rest of the timetable is okay.
I have already 2 essays to prepare (I'm not sure about Commercial Law, I haven't heard anything about an essay for it... yet), one for Law of Equity & Trusts and the other for Public Law. The first one is due in exactly a month, the other in a month and a half. So really, as soon as I finish one, I will have to start the other one immediately. There's quite a lot of reading required for Equity, so that will certainly take a while. I'm sure it will be the same for Public Law, but I haven't looked at it yet, so I can't say for sure... but I highly suspect it will be the same.
I must say, on paper all three modules for this semester sound kind of boring, but the lecturers are actually working hard in making the modules sound interesting and it shows... so I haven't really been that much bored in class. XD We have good teachers, so I can't complain.
Now, onto other matters - specifically health matters. Ever since I started uni (Monday) I've been feeling really drained, exhausted, like something was literally sucking the energy out of me. I thought it was because I hadn't slept much on Sunday night, so I let it pass, but then the symptoms became worse. Every time I ate something, I felt like I was going to be sick - regardless of what or how much I actually ate. I felt really bad for a couple of days - anything that I put in my mouth made me feel nauseous. I forced myself to eat some bread and cereals, because not eating at all would have made me feel worse, but I still felt pretty bad. I literally couldn't eat.
So, after getting scared, I promptly called the doctor and got an appointment on Thursday (yesterday). I told everything to the doctor, she made me do some quick exams to make sure that I didn't have anything horrible going on and then she gave me some medicine for the nausea to take an hour before I eat, so I don't feel sick and can actually have some food. She also booked me an appointment on Monday morning to see how I am and if I'm still feeling like this, then they'll take a sample of my blood and see if there's anything wrong.
I took a tablet last night before dinner (I only had a sandwich though, I don't want to eat anything too complex until I feel better) and one today before lunch and I didn't feel sick! :D Which is good. I didn't exactly have the healthiest lunch today - I had a small beef burger and a sandwich too, lol. In my defence, I was really hungry and I wanted to get some meat in my system (I think I've been feeling tired and light-headed because I'm not giving my body enough food in a day). I'll try having some meat again tonight with maybe some salad... and maybe even a bit chocolate (lol, I just need chocolate to get by! XD).
So yeah, we'll see how I feel on Monday. Right now I just want to sleep and wake up only to take the tablet and eat, tbh... which is probably what I'm going to do this weekend, lol.
In the meantime, I will forever facepalm at my parents. You see, I was having stomach problems while I was in Italy too, just before I left, so I had a blood test before I took the plane (and I mean literally - the morning of my departure my parents took me to a clinic to get my blood taken). Now, since I did my blood test, more than a week has passed. The results were ready after three days and my mom just had to go to the clinic, get the results and then bring them to my doctor to see if there was anything wrong. Now, did she do any of this? Answer: no. This wouldn't tick me off so much if she hadn't waited until I felt like crap to actually go get the results and bring them to the doctor. She could even get the results online, print them and bring them to the doctor, or even send them to the doctor via email, or she could have told my dad to do any of this - but she didn't.
So yesterday I told her I was going to the doctor because I was feeling really bad and I couldn't eat. What did she do? She said I was becoming anorexic. I clearly told her that I couldn't eat because I felt nauseous and she told me I was anorexic. Um, hello? You do know the difference between having a stomach illness and having an eating disorder, right? So I told her that I was eating bread and some fruit (I didn't actually eat fruit because I thought it would make me feel worse, but I didn't want my mom to worry too much like she always does) and she went on and on about how "bread and fruit are not enough", "you need to eat something more", "you need more energy in order to tackle the day" and other stuff that you can probably get from food/cooking programs on TV. To which I was like, "Wow, really?! I had no idea!". Note the obvious sarcasm.
So I was pretty pissed off that my mom would call me "anorexic" while I was telling her that I couldn't eat because I felt nauseous. I shouldn't be so surprised, my mom always only hears what she wants to hear when I talk to her, but it was still quite facepalm-worthy.
Another thing that was quite facepalm-worthy, was the fact that my mom also told me that I should go back to Italy to see what's wrong with me. Honestly, I laughed when she said that. There's no way I'm going back to Italy now. Because 1) lectures have already started and I plan on missing as few as possible; 2) I do not want to take a plane back to Italy in this condition; and 3) I believe there are good doctors here who are perfectly capable of curing whatever it is that I have without having to pay a plane ticket to go to Italy and then come back, thank you very much. (I also do not pay for visits when I go to the doctor here because I'm a student and that's pretty awesome, if you ask me.)
But that's not all. When I came back from the doctor, my mom asked me if I told the doctor that I already had a blood test back in Italy. I seriously LOLed again at this. Okay, so, I should tell the doctor I had a blood test back in Italy, but that I don't know the results yet because my mom waited up until now to get them? There's really no point in telling the doctor about my blood test unless I actually know the results... Sometimes I really want to snap some sense into my mom.
I'm pretty sure she told dad about it, too, because he went to get the results and is bringing them to the doctor today. I think he freaked out a bit, lol. He tends to always freak out when I'm sick and he isn't there. But it's a good thing that he did - I guess he figured we were never going to know those freaking results if he didn't take the matter into his own hands, instead of leaving mom to do it. I feel bad blaming mom, because I know she works a lot, but how time-consuming could it be to call my dad and ask him to do this kind of stuff if she knows she doesn't have the time to do it? I mean, I had to tell her I was feeling awful for her to actually get those freaking results (or rather, to tell my dad to get the results). If I wasn't feeling this bad, would she have gotten the results and brought them to the doctor at all? I guess right now I'm angry about it because I've been feeling bad all week, but man...
So that's the end of my health problems. Which means it's time to move on to other things... specifically boyfriend related! :D
Andrew has dropped out of uni, so he hasn't been here this week. He came to see me on Monday, but I was feeling pretty bad, so we didn't really do much... We went around town for a bit, but since I was feeling nauseous, we came back to my room and just watched some Scrubs. I haven't seen him since. I was planning on going to his house this weekend and taking the train after my last lecture, but apparently I'm more sensitive to travel sickness now, so I didn't really want to take the train and risk feeling worse... instead I'm going to take the train tomorrow morning, since I generally feel better in the morning. He's coming to pick me up at 10:15am, but I might actually take the train that arrives an hour early, just to be sure... Yeah, I'm pretty paranoid when it comes to illnesses, as you can see, lol.
As for fandoms, I've started reading Pandora Hearts! I must admit, I wasn't too captured by it at first, but I kept reading to see if something interesting would happen... And after volume 4, I was hooked! I'm now at the end of volume 6 and I really want to know what happens next! But right now I need to read stuff for my essays... Damn, I'm always discovering new stuff when school/uni starts, lol! XD
And that's pretty much it for my first week. I might write a quick update once I'm at Andrew's house - if not, I'll just try and update next Friday again. I shall keep up with my schedule this time! Now I'm off to watch some TV on my computer while I wait for the medicine to kick in. Until next time! :D
So, I came back to Scotland on the 5th. I stayed at Andrew's house for half a week and then moved to my room on campus on Sunday night. I have to say, the first week of lectures hasn't actually been too bad. I don't have a day off during the week like last year, but it seems that this semester I have no lectures at 9am, which is nice. I do have a lecture of Public Law on Thursdays from 5 to 6pm though... when I first saw it on the timetable, I was like, "... who the hell puts a lecture of Public Law so late in the afternoon?!" lol. Public Law is famous among law students for being the most boring module of possibly the entire course, so the fact that it's been placed so late in the day is not exactly helping our attention span... if anything, it really makes you want to skip the lecture, lol. XD But apart from that, the rest of the timetable is okay.
I have already 2 essays to prepare (I'm not sure about Commercial Law, I haven't heard anything about an essay for it... yet), one for Law of Equity & Trusts and the other for Public Law. The first one is due in exactly a month, the other in a month and a half. So really, as soon as I finish one, I will have to start the other one immediately. There's quite a lot of reading required for Equity, so that will certainly take a while. I'm sure it will be the same for Public Law, but I haven't looked at it yet, so I can't say for sure... but I highly suspect it will be the same.
I must say, on paper all three modules for this semester sound kind of boring, but the lecturers are actually working hard in making the modules sound interesting and it shows... so I haven't really been that much bored in class. XD We have good teachers, so I can't complain.
Now, onto other matters - specifically health matters. Ever since I started uni (Monday) I've been feeling really drained, exhausted, like something was literally sucking the energy out of me. I thought it was because I hadn't slept much on Sunday night, so I let it pass, but then the symptoms became worse. Every time I ate something, I felt like I was going to be sick - regardless of what or how much I actually ate. I felt really bad for a couple of days - anything that I put in my mouth made me feel nauseous. I forced myself to eat some bread and cereals, because not eating at all would have made me feel worse, but I still felt pretty bad. I literally couldn't eat.
So, after getting scared, I promptly called the doctor and got an appointment on Thursday (yesterday). I told everything to the doctor, she made me do some quick exams to make sure that I didn't have anything horrible going on and then she gave me some medicine for the nausea to take an hour before I eat, so I don't feel sick and can actually have some food. She also booked me an appointment on Monday morning to see how I am and if I'm still feeling like this, then they'll take a sample of my blood and see if there's anything wrong.
I took a tablet last night before dinner (I only had a sandwich though, I don't want to eat anything too complex until I feel better) and one today before lunch and I didn't feel sick! :D Which is good. I didn't exactly have the healthiest lunch today - I had a small beef burger and a sandwich too, lol. In my defence, I was really hungry and I wanted to get some meat in my system (I think I've been feeling tired and light-headed because I'm not giving my body enough food in a day). I'll try having some meat again tonight with maybe some salad... and maybe even a bit chocolate (lol, I just need chocolate to get by! XD).
So yeah, we'll see how I feel on Monday. Right now I just want to sleep and wake up only to take the tablet and eat, tbh... which is probably what I'm going to do this weekend, lol.
In the meantime, I will forever facepalm at my parents. You see, I was having stomach problems while I was in Italy too, just before I left, so I had a blood test before I took the plane (and I mean literally - the morning of my departure my parents took me to a clinic to get my blood taken). Now, since I did my blood test, more than a week has passed. The results were ready after three days and my mom just had to go to the clinic, get the results and then bring them to my doctor to see if there was anything wrong. Now, did she do any of this? Answer: no. This wouldn't tick me off so much if she hadn't waited until I felt like crap to actually go get the results and bring them to the doctor. She could even get the results online, print them and bring them to the doctor, or even send them to the doctor via email, or she could have told my dad to do any of this - but she didn't.
So yesterday I told her I was going to the doctor because I was feeling really bad and I couldn't eat. What did she do? She said I was becoming anorexic. I clearly told her that I couldn't eat because I felt nauseous and she told me I was anorexic. Um, hello? You do know the difference between having a stomach illness and having an eating disorder, right? So I told her that I was eating bread and some fruit (I didn't actually eat fruit because I thought it would make me feel worse, but I didn't want my mom to worry too much like she always does) and she went on and on about how "bread and fruit are not enough", "you need to eat something more", "you need more energy in order to tackle the day" and other stuff that you can probably get from food/cooking programs on TV. To which I was like, "Wow, really?! I had no idea!". Note the obvious sarcasm.
So I was pretty pissed off that my mom would call me "anorexic" while I was telling her that I couldn't eat because I felt nauseous. I shouldn't be so surprised, my mom always only hears what she wants to hear when I talk to her, but it was still quite facepalm-worthy.
Another thing that was quite facepalm-worthy, was the fact that my mom also told me that I should go back to Italy to see what's wrong with me. Honestly, I laughed when she said that. There's no way I'm going back to Italy now. Because 1) lectures have already started and I plan on missing as few as possible; 2) I do not want to take a plane back to Italy in this condition; and 3) I believe there are good doctors here who are perfectly capable of curing whatever it is that I have without having to pay a plane ticket to go to Italy and then come back, thank you very much. (I also do not pay for visits when I go to the doctor here because I'm a student and that's pretty awesome, if you ask me.)
But that's not all. When I came back from the doctor, my mom asked me if I told the doctor that I already had a blood test back in Italy. I seriously LOLed again at this. Okay, so, I should tell the doctor I had a blood test back in Italy, but that I don't know the results yet because my mom waited up until now to get them? There's really no point in telling the doctor about my blood test unless I actually know the results... Sometimes I really want to snap some sense into my mom.
I'm pretty sure she told dad about it, too, because he went to get the results and is bringing them to the doctor today. I think he freaked out a bit, lol. He tends to always freak out when I'm sick and he isn't there. But it's a good thing that he did - I guess he figured we were never going to know those freaking results if he didn't take the matter into his own hands, instead of leaving mom to do it. I feel bad blaming mom, because I know she works a lot, but how time-consuming could it be to call my dad and ask him to do this kind of stuff if she knows she doesn't have the time to do it? I mean, I had to tell her I was feeling awful for her to actually get those freaking results (or rather, to tell my dad to get the results). If I wasn't feeling this bad, would she have gotten the results and brought them to the doctor at all? I guess right now I'm angry about it because I've been feeling bad all week, but man...
So that's the end of my health problems. Which means it's time to move on to other things... specifically boyfriend related! :D
Andrew has dropped out of uni, so he hasn't been here this week. He came to see me on Monday, but I was feeling pretty bad, so we didn't really do much... We went around town for a bit, but since I was feeling nauseous, we came back to my room and just watched some Scrubs. I haven't seen him since. I was planning on going to his house this weekend and taking the train after my last lecture, but apparently I'm more sensitive to travel sickness now, so I didn't really want to take the train and risk feeling worse... instead I'm going to take the train tomorrow morning, since I generally feel better in the morning. He's coming to pick me up at 10:15am, but I might actually take the train that arrives an hour early, just to be sure... Yeah, I'm pretty paranoid when it comes to illnesses, as you can see, lol.
As for fandoms, I've started reading Pandora Hearts! I must admit, I wasn't too captured by it at first, but I kept reading to see if something interesting would happen... And after volume 4, I was hooked! I'm now at the end of volume 6 and I really want to know what happens next! But right now I need to read stuff for my essays... Damn, I'm always discovering new stuff when school/uni starts, lol! XD
And that's pretty much it for my first week. I might write a quick update once I'm at Andrew's house - if not, I'll just try and update next Friday again. I shall keep up with my schedule this time! Now I'm off to watch some TV on my computer while I wait for the medicine to kick in. Until next time! :D
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...my mom has been a vegetarian for years and she tackles every day just fine so I'm not sure that's entirely valid. She's 56.
(I could give myself as an example but lol I'm lactose-vegetarian and 22 and some may protest that my youth gives me the energy to tackle the day but there you have it...my mom)
If you don't feel well, then you don't feel well. You won't be feeling any better if you stuff food forcefully down your throat anyway. *eyeroll*
*HUGS*
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*hugs back* Thanks bb! I know eating is important, but when I actually feel sick because I'm eating, then there's definitely an illness behind it and stuffing food down my throat won't help anyway, especially not in this case. *hugs some more*
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I've been meaning to check out Pandora Hearts, since some of the characters look interesting, so it's good to hear the series is good!
Good luck with your school work!
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That's good to hear! If you're like me, then it might not be too interesting at first, but around volume 3-4 everything just clicked and it became very addicting! :)
Thanks again!