Scott's Spiel

I had such high expectations of this week on Monday morning. Sadly, it didn’t deliver.

Exam results, being the most important, were either going to be out Today or Monday. Earlier the better, I was hoping to get it over with but sadly we have to wait till Monday. Not even just that, but “before 5pm” on Monday. Great – is that 9:05 or 4:55? I’m working 2:45 – 6, which I have a strong feeling will cause problems. It’s also my brother’s birthday so as soon as I get in I’ll be straight back out for a meal. Hopefully I’ll get enough time to boot up WebSURF, but I don’t know whether I’ll really want to. Not heard anything about the resit either, unless I’ve failed that and my grade hasn’t changed…

SRC IT job has also been left lying. I was expecting a least a bit of info. Perhaps they’ll wait till September to do interviews…I don’t know.

I am, however, going to be doing a Standard First Aid course in August. This may then lead on to me joining St Andrews Ambulance, which would be great pre-hospital experience (emergency med is still a loud voice in my head after year 1). Even if emergency med isn’t for me, there’s nothing like a bit of volunteer work on a CV. The course is 6 hours for 4 Sundays, which is quite a nice way to do it. Unlikely to clash with any possible work that I might happen to have (HA!).

I will (as I keep telling myself) try and fill out another phlebotomy job application this week. It’ll be into July before I hear (if I do this time) and probably into August before they let me loose. I don’t know how this would clash with an IT job, probably need to drop one or the other. At the moment though I have neither so don’t really need to worry about it.

I’ve found a new blog which I like – The Paramedic’s Diary. It’s exactly what the name suggests – a diary of the job of a London paramedic (originally from Paisley) without the constant politcal spiel found in other medical blogs. It’s also updated very frequently, which is more than I can say about my own, though I am trying.

I’m getting slightly bored of Stirling already, which can’t be a good sign. I get the house to myself in just over a week though which might remind me a bit more like being back in Glasgow – parent’s are quite a shock when you’ve been away from them for a while. I’ve also started eating a lot more and a lot of crap, which means all that fat I lost over the last year will end up back where it was. Sigh.