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Dinosaurs. And Stuff.
Jan. 29th, 2014 09:08 pm Oh hello there, blog that I keep forgetting that I have! :D How's it hanging?
So... my life remains an interesting rollercoaster of stuff. Most of it's good, albeit stressful, so I can't really complain. I'd like to complain, but even the bits that are shitty are kind of better than the stuff I've had going on before. It's scares me to think that my life might actually be getting towards something that looks like a normal, productive adult existence.
My main gripe is money.
Let's face it- when isn't money a problem? But as a student, I basically have fuck all and even with my bursary and loan I still rely on my Dad to support me. I live on about £30 a week for food and travel, which is difficult, especially since I am still on my diet that calls for me to eat good quality fresh food. The good news? If everything goes to plan, I will qualify in September and be capable of earning. And if things REALLY go to plan, I will get a job locally and be able to start earning right away.
My course is going well, as far as I can tell. Yesterday I sat my final exam, which was fucking horrible. I have no idea if I passed or not, and I have to wait 3 weeks to find out. >_>; I've actually reached the stage where I no longer care if I get a good mark so long as I just *pass*. One of the nice things is about being on a medical course is that the pass grade is the 'safe to practice' standard, so while having a top notch degree is nice, it's not essential in order to get a job. Not that I'm aiming low, just that I'm aiming to get through. XD
So, yeah- if I pass this exam, then it's on to the gruelling task of completing my dissertation.
So that'll be fun.
Oh, and I'm learning to drive, so if you live near Portsmouth keep off the roads on a Saturday, because I am not good at it. At all. >_>;
The rest of my life is a little less terrifying: I have an awesome boyfriend, who lives too far away but is otherwise amazing. I have a tidy living space (doesn't sound like much, but this is a first for me) and I am making excellent progress with the science fiction novel that I'm writing. I have an appointment next month to see if I can have some nipples put back on me, and when that's arranged my physical transition will be complete. And then it's just a case of changing that pesky 'f' on my documents, and getting a new birth certificate. ^__^. Which is totally do-able.
Speaking of boyfriends, I was talking with Rory today about how nice it is to have somebody who shares your strange passions. ^__^ Like, we just click with out hobbies, and it's very easy to get excited about the stuff each other likes. I love his lego collection, and we both love dolls. He is good enough to be supporting me in my decision to get a life-sized model dinosaur, which will live in the front room and wear hats. I can't tell if it's sad or awesome that I am actually making concrete plans to do this (very possibly both), but everything is in the works: I have a company that makes lifesized dinosaurs, I have a partner who is prepared to keep the dinosaur as a pet with me, and the people who make the computer game 'Primal Carnage' have given me permission to have said dinosaur painted in the likeness of one of their optional skins. ^___^; He will be named Marco, and he will be a Deinonichus (the dinosaurs that got miss-represented as velociraptors in Jurassic Park.)
This is totally happening. For real.
I actually can't wait. \^__^/
So... my life remains an interesting rollercoaster of stuff. Most of it's good, albeit stressful, so I can't really complain. I'd like to complain, but even the bits that are shitty are kind of better than the stuff I've had going on before. It's scares me to think that my life might actually be getting towards something that looks like a normal, productive adult existence.
My main gripe is money.
Let's face it- when isn't money a problem? But as a student, I basically have fuck all and even with my bursary and loan I still rely on my Dad to support me. I live on about £30 a week for food and travel, which is difficult, especially since I am still on my diet that calls for me to eat good quality fresh food. The good news? If everything goes to plan, I will qualify in September and be capable of earning. And if things REALLY go to plan, I will get a job locally and be able to start earning right away.
My course is going well, as far as I can tell. Yesterday I sat my final exam, which was fucking horrible. I have no idea if I passed or not, and I have to wait 3 weeks to find out. >_>; I've actually reached the stage where I no longer care if I get a good mark so long as I just *pass*. One of the nice things is about being on a medical course is that the pass grade is the 'safe to practice' standard, so while having a top notch degree is nice, it's not essential in order to get a job. Not that I'm aiming low, just that I'm aiming to get through. XD
So, yeah- if I pass this exam, then it's on to the gruelling task of completing my dissertation.
So that'll be fun.
Oh, and I'm learning to drive, so if you live near Portsmouth keep off the roads on a Saturday, because I am not good at it. At all. >_>;
The rest of my life is a little less terrifying: I have an awesome boyfriend, who lives too far away but is otherwise amazing. I have a tidy living space (doesn't sound like much, but this is a first for me) and I am making excellent progress with the science fiction novel that I'm writing. I have an appointment next month to see if I can have some nipples put back on me, and when that's arranged my physical transition will be complete. And then it's just a case of changing that pesky 'f' on my documents, and getting a new birth certificate. ^__^. Which is totally do-able.
Speaking of boyfriends, I was talking with Rory today about how nice it is to have somebody who shares your strange passions. ^__^ Like, we just click with out hobbies, and it's very easy to get excited about the stuff each other likes. I love his lego collection, and we both love dolls. He is good enough to be supporting me in my decision to get a life-sized model dinosaur, which will live in the front room and wear hats. I can't tell if it's sad or awesome that I am actually making concrete plans to do this (very possibly both), but everything is in the works: I have a company that makes lifesized dinosaurs, I have a partner who is prepared to keep the dinosaur as a pet with me, and the people who make the computer game 'Primal Carnage' have given me permission to have said dinosaur painted in the likeness of one of their optional skins. ^___^; He will be named Marco, and he will be a Deinonichus (the dinosaurs that got miss-represented as velociraptors in Jurassic Park.)
This is totally happening. For real.
I actually can't wait. \^__^/
