It’s been a while since I’ve posted.
It’s 7 weeks into Semester2 now, and I’m loving it!
Semester1 was all about the science basics of human anatomy and physiology, basic health care, and an outline of medical radiation science. But this semester we got into the nitty gritty of all that is diagnostic radiography!!!
I’ve been taking several x-rays every week in my two-hour-compulsory-if-you-are-late-or-do-not-attend-you-fail-the-course lab. And it’s so fun! I know how to x-ray the entire upper limb and chest, we’re on to the lower limb now, and then I virtually know how to do the basic x-rays! In first year.
Apparently it’s quite cool (according to my mum) to be such relevant and hands-on subjects in first year. Lots of degrees flail about in first year, and then you really get into it in second year.
Outside of uni, I’m loving the living-away-from-home life. It’s a bit harder to meet up with all the girls from semester 1, because we take slightly different courses under the same general name of MRS. (Some people are doing nuclear medicine, and some of us are in radiography) Our timetables have been clashing all semester, so there is literally not one day when we all have the same time off to meet up. Which is slightly irritating. But we make do with partial meet ups.
Housemate wise, I feel like my house isn’t as close as we used to be. The first weekend that we all came back from the holidays, we went out together, drank, and had a good time. But as the semester progressed, the house sort of split in half, with Lizzy, Mitch and myself forming one half, and Tom, Bonnie and Darren forming the other. We still all get along, but it’s not the same. Plus Tom has been going all pedantic nazi over the dishwashing. Which I guess is fair enough.
Over the course of a week, everyone leaves a spoon here, a cup there etc. etc. and it builds up until Tom get’s angry and writes a threatening note.
I’m not sure if I’m guilty of leftover dishes, I must have left something at least 2 or 3 maybe more times, but gosh. It’s a little scary. Like I thought he was going to eat me the other week with his accusatory note. O_O
Other than that, having a boyfriend is great! It’s so nice to be adored by another human being..
The housing situation has turned out to be nice, I can talk to him whenever, get a lift whenever, see him whenever.. he’s around somewhere all the time. Which I was scared would become annoying, but it really hasn’t. In fact, I never tire of being around him =O it’s awesome!
Anyway, it’s late. Bye!