http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/Following life, as I go from being at Sixth Form College, to a Fresher at University...en-EUhttp://backend.userland.com/rss092http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/28/437722dcb224a031db6fe46899f16f_160x200.jpg <p>“Be not afraid of greatness; some are born great, others achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.” -- William Shakespeare.</p> <p>Xxxxxxxxxx</p> <p>Sean was not born great. Nor will he ever have greatness thrust upon him. Maybe one day he might achieve greatness, but that’s not so sure either. </p> <p>Sean is a good person though. He cares a lot about people. Too much maybe. </p> <p>He told me yesterday he loved me. Told me that if we couldn’t be together, he couldn’t see me ever. He told me that it hurt too much to see me, to have me so close when he couldn’t have me. </p> <p>I told him that wasn’t fair. That he couldn’t say he loved me, when he <em><u>knew</u></em> that I don't feel the same way. I told him it wasn’t fair to say that.</p> <p>His mum says he’s only ever had his heartbroken once. By me. </p> <p>Sean is good person. <strong>I</strong> care a lot about him. I don’t want to hurt him again.</p> <p>I spent the last year wishing I could have him back. It was all I wanted. <u><em>He</em></u> was all I wanted. </p> <p>Sean told me yesterday I always had him. That I have always had him; no matter which other girl he was seeing. </p> <p>But, now, I could have everything I’ve wanted for the last year, but… I’m stumbling. Stuttering.</p> <p>I’m not sure I want Sean anymore. I think I always just want what I don’t have. </p> <p>Or am I just scared of getting what I’ve wanted for the last year? Am I just wondering why I’ve not had to fight for this, like everything else?</p> <p>Or do I want him to fight for me? Not to back away when I tell him I’m not sure.</p> <p>Sean said whatever I decide he’ll go with, because he wants me to be happy more than anything. But maybe that’s exactly the opposite of what I want. Maybe I don’t want him just to accept whatever I choose. Maybe, I want him to prove how much I mean to him?</p> <p>Is that wrong…? </p> <p>[Sigh].</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/06/30/love-6425742/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/06/30/love-6425742/Tue, 30 Jun 2009 14:54:50 +0200 <p>So, it's been forever and a bit since I wrote on here.</p> <p>Since I last did, I've become hooked on Supernatural, turned 19 and got far too drunk on just two pints of cider today...</p> <p>Today has been club day-- the second one I've attended this year, because I also attended my old hockey club's club day when I was back home for the Easter holidays.</p> <p>It's been awesome today. My team lost, but it's been so funny. I got bundled to the floor (not really part of actual hockey, I don't think...) more times than I can remember, and have had so much fun.</p> <p>The last few times I've been out with my hockey team, I've finally felt like I really fit in. You see, you know you have friends in hockey, when there's a lot of banter coming your way. And, recently, there's been a lot aimed at me. Awesome. In a weird way. Heh.</p> <p>So, now I'm just getting ready for a night out with the hockey club, and more drinking. The drinking part might not be the smartest idea, but it's the first time I've been out since my birthday (Monday, just gone) and so I think I can be let off.</p> <p>Hopefully, if I remember I'll post again tomorrow-- to say how things went. </p> <p>Have a good evening!</p> <p>[grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/05/09/club-dayy-6087337/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/05/09/club-dayy-6087337/Sat, 09 May 2009 17:22:24 +0200 <p>I have come to the simple conclusion I should not be allowed to go out in the evenings. </p> <p>I have a tendency to get a little intoxicated by alcohol, and then kiss a boy.</p> <p>It's happened twice in one week.</p> <p>Which isn't so much a problem-</p> <p>The issue is that I then wake up in the morning, and have to suffer through my friends very much laughing at my expense.</p> <p>Therefore- </p> <p><strong>I should </strong><em><span>not</span></em> <strong>be allowed to go out in the evenings.</strong></p> <p>Case closed.</p> <p>[Grin].</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/02/08/going-out-5532974/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/02/08/going-out-5532974/Sun, 08 Feb 2009 22:53:44 +0100 <p>I got my new timetable for the next semester this week. I have 20 hours a week to survive- although 2 hours of that is still missing from my timetable.</p> <p>So, I can't quite plan my life yet!</p> <p>All the same, 'life' just keeps getting more complicated. But, I don't think I'm going to let it bother me much this time around.</p> <p>I kinda figured that no matter what, bad things are going to keep happening to me. That's just how it's always going to be. </p> <p>So, maybe, I should start looking out for those good bits of what happens. </p> <p>Because like can surprise you. Just when you think everything is built up against you- something always happens. Maybe, <u><em>just</em></u> to prove you wrong.</p> <p>No matter though, huh? </p> <p>No one has to be alone. And there'll always be someone there, to take your hand, and pull you through.</p> <p>All I have to do is get through an exam tomorrow, and just maybe I'll survive all this. </p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/02/05/hours-5512633/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/02/05/hours-5512633/Thu, 05 Feb 2009 14:40:25 +0100 <p>So I said yes.</p> <p>To the boy.</p> <p>And we were going out for all of 24 hours. But, I've backed out.</p> <p>And, I think the only reason why I have is because I thought about telling other people- and got scared. Partly of what they'd think (would they tell me I'd chosen wrongly, or agree?) and partly of the fact that when other people know, it's real.</p> <p>I'm not ready to allow other people in to my life. </p> <p>Possibly, and it's a huge possibly, the last boy I let in, I might have even gone as far as to nearly love him. But, still, it was eight months before I trusted him with even small parts of what was once my life. I couldn't bring myself to let others know how I feel.</p> <p>Even when I care about them.</p> <p>So, now I'm torn. Am I a bad person? And I'm fairly sure the answer to that question is yes. But, am I wrong? And the answer to that is somewhat less certain.</p> <p>[...]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/02/01/so-i-said-5483658/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/02/01/so-i-said-5483658/Sun, 01 Feb 2009 00:21:08 +0100 <p>Okay, so this boy I mentioned last time, right. Well, I guess really he's not a boy anymore; I'm kinda getting to the age where that doesn't really apply anymore.</p> <p>See, he's from hockey, back home. Until a few weeks ago I'd never really spoken to him- I thought he was a bit of a jackass, actually. Arrogant, self-obsessed, you name it.</p> <p>And then he started talking to me, and, out of the blue, announced he liked me. So, I'm shocked, right.</p> <p>And now, he tells me he wants to be with me, and I don't know what to do.</p> <p>If he'd never said he likes me, I'd never have even thought about being with him. I've never thought 'wow, he's hot' or anything before, and to be honest even now I don't.</p> <p>And getting to know him, he's still a bit of a jackass, but, he seems to care about me.</p> <p>So, what to do, huh? </p> <p>Because the more I think about it, the more I'm sure I don't want to be with him. But, then, I've not said no yet, and there <u>must</u> be some reason for that, right?</p> <p>I guess it comes down to the fact, that I don't think I like him, but then, I'm here writing this- and what does that mean? </p> <p>Is it just that I'm too scared to hurt his feelings by saying no? Or, is it that I'm too scared to risk my own?</p> <p>[Pauses]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/the-boy-5442541/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/the-boy-5442541/Sun, 25 Jan 2009 12:41:31 +0100 <p>So, it's been a long time since I last posted- I'm apparently as good at blogging as I was at keeping a diary, and trust me I wasn't going to win any awards.</p> <p>Anyways, I'm now half way through my first exams for Uni, and fairly sure I'm going to fail spectacularly, and embarrassingly. But, not much I can do now.</p> <p>I'm writing this just as I'm about to head out for the second game, of the second half of the season, for hockey. Last weekend we won 14-0 so no complaints. Hopefully that's fixed our goal difference problem and puts us back into contention for promotion- that is so long as we win the two games in hand we have.</p> <p>So, yeaah. Lots to be thinking about, not least a specific boy, but that'll have to come another time. I'm fairly sure I know what I'm going to say to him, and it's not going to make him happy, but, as I said, another time for that one.</p> <p>'Til then, have fun. I'm planning on. </p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/01/24/long-time-5436205/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2009/01/24/long-time-5436205/Sat, 24 Jan 2009 10:38:38 +0100 <p>Yesterday I finally posted the final chapter of a story I've been writing. </p> <p>If you know where to look, it's out there on the big, wide expanse of internet. I'm not giving any clues though. I'm too scared of someone I know seeing it, and laughing. Or worse.</p> <p>Still, it feels good to have finished this latest, longest section. It's been a work-in-progress for over a year, and was overdue a final pull to the end. </p> <p>I don't know if I'll write anymore. There's no loose ends to tie up this time, and I've got to weigh the good feelings the finished article gives against all the 'angst' it's caused along the way.</p> <p>Who knows?</p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/12/28/finished-5290439/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/12/28/finished-5290439/Sun, 28 Dec 2008 22:47:53 +0100 <p>So I said Loughborough would never be home.</p> <p>I was wrong. Like, reaaaally wrong.</p> <p>I go home tomorrow for Christmas, and all week I've been waiting for it to end, so I could get on and out of here. </p> <p>And now, when the hour of home-ness is so close, I've realised something. Something kinda important, too.</p> <p>Loughborough is home. </p> <p>A different type of home to the one I grew up in, but all the same. Somewhere I belong.</p> <p>For all it's cold-ness, hard work and, uh, cold-ness I'm going to miss not being here. A lot. </p> <p>So here it is.</p> <p>My confession.</p> <p>I was wrong. Completely. Utterly. Totally.</p> <p>Loughborough has become, is, and forever will be from now, home to me. </p> <p>Who saw that coming, huh? </p> <p>'Cause sure as anything, I didn't. Not until it crept up and hit me like a steam train, that is.</p> <p>[Grin].</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/12/12/home-5210498/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/12/12/home-5210498/Fri, 12 Dec 2008 16:51:07 +0100 <p>Lots and lots of working going on at the moment.</p> <p>Literally I'm working from the time I get up, till I go to sleep at about 1.00 AM. </p> <p>Too much working in fact.</p> <p>However, in one week, it's over. Everything is due in, and I no longer have to be working so much.</p> <p>Relief will come.</p> <p>I just have to last 7 days. 168 hours. 10080 minutes. 604800 seconds.</p> <p>[Sigh]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/11/30/working-5137676/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/11/30/working-5137676/Sun, 30 Nov 2008 15:06:38 +0100 <p>So, as the title of this post suggests, there's been a forever gap since I wrote last.</p> <p>Life's just been plus-busy. That's all.</p> <p>For instance- it's two weeks till the end of term. In that time, I've two group courseworks, 1 individual coursework, 1 presentation and two tests to do. A lot, basically.</p> <p>In better news though I travel to the Lake District this weekend for a hockey match. Should be fun. </p> <p>[Shrug]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/11/27/forever-gap-5119229/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/11/27/forever-gap-5119229/Thu, 27 Nov 2008 14:19:53 +0100 <p>I've finally achieved what I've been trying to do for so many years. I think.</p> <p>I'm finally the person who I want to be.</p> <p>It's doesn't matter whether I'm Loughborough Purple, Town Blue or Falk-Egg Red- because I'm what I've always strived to be. </p> <p>Up until now, I've not really been sure as to exactly what/who I was trying to be. </p> <p>Now I know.</p> <p>Because I'm happy.</p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/11/02/who-you-want-to-be-4970327/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/11/02/who-you-want-to-be-4970327/Sun, 02 Nov 2008 14:50:35 +0100 <p><strong>'Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.' -Helen Keller.</strong></p> <p>So which is my life? The daring adventure? Or, the nothing?</p> <p>I know which I'd rather. </p> <p>I'm used to playing it safe. Always knowing where I've been and where I'm going. Maybe it's time for a risk. Maybe it's time to make a change.</p> <p>Maybe I should risk going out more. Allow myself to learn what it feels like to have new relationships grow. Maybe I should risk, letting myself feel something for a change.</p> <p>Possibly today is the day my life becomes a daring adventure.</p> <p>[Smile]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/30/risking-it-4958933/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/30/risking-it-4958933/Thu, 30 Oct 2008 23:46:48 +0100 <p>We (Falk-Egg) had a power cut today. </p> <p>I was just finishing my dinner, quite late as I'd been out playing hockey, when the lights went out. Everyone ended up out in the quad, confused, puzzled and positively delighted by the darkness.</p> <p>We raved for a little bit, and then, moments ago, the lights came back on.</p> <p>What happened, who knows? </p> <p>However, it was another of those awesome Falk-Egg experiences!</p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/23/darkness-4920656/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/23/darkness-4920656/Thu, 23 Oct 2008 23:24:11 +0200 <p>Played my first match for Loughborough Town today. Was awesome.</p> <p>We won 4-1. I scored 2.</p> <p>That's 6 goals in 5 games right now. <u>AND</u> only one less that I scored last season. Already.</p> <p>There are a fair few big smiles going on right now. </p> <p>Loughborough Town Till I Die!!</p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/18/win-win-win-4890288/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/18/win-win-win-4890288/Sat, 18 Oct 2008 11:28:36 +0200 <p>It's the people that make the experiences.</p> <p>It's the experiences that make the place. </p> <p>I think I might just have found the people. </p> <p>[Grin].</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/13/people-4866539/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/13/people-4866539/Mon, 13 Oct 2008 21:25:03 +0200 <p>Okay, so I had the weirdest revelation today.</p> <p>That whilst Loughborough doesn't feel like home right now, maybe I could come to love this place. </p> <p>A lot has happened recently. I didn't make it on to a University hockey team, and am instead playing IMS hockey (Inter-hall) and hopefully for the local team, LTHC. </p> <p>The IMS is really fun. Very much enjoyable, and all. The Loughborough Town, not sure yet. I wasn't needed to play this weekend, and, sigh, I don't know really what's going to happen with that.</p> <p>But, this morning, awake and with nothing else to do, I went to watch LT play this morning, and whilst sitting out on the hill overlooking the pitches, was greeted by a guy, Abdallah, from my Civil Engineering course. He's in my coursework group, but it was a pleasant surprise that he recognised, and said hello to me. </p> <p>Not too sure why it warmed my heart quite so much, but, it did.</p> <p>And then, after the game I went down to speak to the team, mainly a girl called Katy, with whom I seemed to have clicked somewhat. And she half-invited me out this evening with her. In as much as she said if I was out, to give her a call, and to meet up. Maybe, I can make something out of this place.</p> <p>I've spent the last few days wondering why so many people say they've come to love Loughborough so much, because I've been feeling out of place, not alone, but not like I really match this place. It's not felt as though there's an Emily shaped piece missing from the puzzle here... But, maybe I was wrong.</p> <p>Just maybe things will work out okay, and maybe I'm going to find my place here.</p> <p>I don't think, at least not yet, that Loughborough is ever going to really feel like home... But, I honestly think, that given just a little more time, if I keep looking out for those little bits that make the days better, I could come to love this place... </p> <p>...Lufbra. L'boro. Loughborough. </p> <p>[Smile]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/11/love-this-place-4854444/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/11/love-this-place-4854444/Sat, 11 Oct 2008 12:45:52 +0200 <p>Had round two of hockey trials today. Thing is I didn't play quite so well. Rubbish, in fact.</p> <p>However, I'll find out by tomorrow evening (hopefully) whether or not I got into the team. I'm a little more apprehensive than before now...</p> <p>[Gulp]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/01/trials-4807102/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/10/01/trials-4807102/Wed, 01 Oct 2008 16:10:36 +0200 <p>Last night we had the halls SING OFF...!</p> <p>Basically a night when all of the university halls cram into the student union, and give a bit of banter.</p> <p>Myself, staying in Falk-Egg sang such lovely renditions, such as;</p> <p>'Build a bonfire, build a bonfire. Put the Towers on the top. Put the Elvyn in the middle, and we'll burn the f<strong>*</strong>* lot.'</p> <p>or,</p> <p>'Everybody get up, sing it. Tow-ers f<strong>* off. Evlyn sit the f</strong>* down now. Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up. FALK-EGG.' </p> <p>The last sung to the tune of FIVE.</p> <p>However Falk-Egg were disqualified because for our last song we took in glow sticks, had a bit of a rave, and then threw them about. Which, apparently we're not allowed to do... Oh, well. </p> <p>Was an awesome night though!</p> <p>[Grin].</p> <p><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/907/2851907_c17da4bf68_s.jpeg" alt="Imogen and Me" vspace="5" hspace="5"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/908/2851908_1a1e54abd3_s.jpeg" alt="Falk-Egg" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/09/29/we-got-disqualified-4796150/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/09/29/we-got-disqualified-4796150/Mon, 29 Sep 2008 13:56:23 +0200 <p>I got to Loughborough on Tuesday, and this is the first time I've had an internet connection.</p> <p>It's been awesome!! </p> <p>I've met so many new people, including my house-mates, new hockey friends (and been drinking with them!), and today more Civil-Engineering people. Eep. Been so exciting. Soon, I'll add details. For now, e-mails need to be checked!</p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/09/26/lufbra-4783865/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/09/26/lufbra-4783865/Fri, 26 Sep 2008 15:39:56 +0200 <p>Today WHC held their trials. Obviously with me leaving for university very soon, I wasn't actually taking part- but I went down to support those who were.</p> <p>Turns out it was a wet day, but an unusual one. For once, club politics weren't the foremost factor in team selection, but actual ability. Which means two of my closest friends from the club, Hannah and Alice are moving up. Significantly.</p> <p>They've both moved up 2 teams, and 6 divisions to play in the 1As. The club's second womens team. Clearly this is fantastic news for them, and Alice nearly ended up playing 1XI, but the coach wants to give her a little time to adjust to the new speed the game will be at. </p> <p>And, don't get me wrong, I'm really pleased for them both, but- there's something else there, and I think it's jealousy. As I'm leaving I don't know what team I'd of ended up in, but something tells me, it wouldn't have been the 1As and I think I'm a little jealous that they've reached a point I don't think I could have.</p> <p>So, at the same time, I'm glad I'm leaving the club this year, because now I don't have to sit by and watch my friends soar on to greater things at the club whilst I remain in the same team as always.</p> <p>Meh. I think it's just me being selfish somehow, don't you?</p> <p>[Sigh]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/09/06/trials-4690232/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/09/06/trials-4690232/Sat, 06 Sep 2008 15:54:55 +0200 <p>Found an old extract in my diary from earlier this year, and I realised I actually summed up <u><em>me</em></u> really well..;</p> <p>'This is me. In my own eyes I'll never be good enough, never meet my own expectations. So, how can I believe I've met anyone else's? Am I destined to never believe myself, and reach my full potential?'</p> <p>For someone who claims they care not what others say and do, it sure doesn't sound like it when you take a peek inside. </p> <p>[Sigh]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/28/me-4649025/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/28/me-4649025/Thu, 28 Aug 2008 14:51:51 +0200 <p>Well, it's been a little while since I wrote anything on here, so I just thought I'd drop in an update.</p> <p>I've basically been doing a mini work-marathon this past week, and haven't had a day off in a long while... So, yeaah, there's been little to write about.</p> <p>I'll keep you updated though if anything interesting goes down. </p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/28/life-as-usual-4648003/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/28/life-as-usual-4648003/Thu, 28 Aug 2008 11:11:00 +0200 <p>Went to West Wittering beach yesterday, with a few friends from College. We bundled into a couple of cars (mine included- which is now very sandy) and drove South-wards.</p> <p>It was pretty windy out, but it was really great to spend some time with friends who I've seen precious little of over the past couple of months, and who I probably will see little of over the next 6 months, to a year. </p> <p>Naturally we had chips (the staple food of beach-trips) and a lot of chocolate on the road-trip there and back. </p> <p>Returning back home, I got on my hockey kit, and set out for another training session, despite the hours of driving I'd done that day.</p> <p>Seeing as I won't be playing at my current hockey club this current season, as I'm off to University, I was in a special little group of University-returners/leavers. And, yes, we all had to wear bibs all evening, so we could be distinguished from everyone else. Awesome.</p> <p>It was a tough training session, with long-distance sprints and circuits, followed by stick-and-ball exercises and a possession game. Hard and tiring stuff. </p> <p>But, so enjoyable. I can't imagine life at the moment without hockey. Strange, that I've come to love something I started by chance so much. </p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/21/beaches-and-bibs-4617887/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/21/beaches-and-bibs-4617887/Thu, 21 Aug 2008 12:52:22 +0200 <p>Last night I had another fitness, pre-season training session. I've been tagging along to the Men's training (and then lagging far behind them), and have been enjoying it so much.</p> <p>However, I came to a revelation last night. Whilst running around like a mad-thing, I realised, I'm definitely happiest playing hockey. For real, I just had this <u><strong>huge</strong></u> grin on my face the whole time.</p> <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hockey_standing_around/2743643" title="Hockey- Standing around"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/643/2743643_9fde790fb6_s.jpeg" alt="Hockey- Standing around" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> <p>Who knew...?</p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/19/hockey-4607837/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/19/hockey-4607837/Tue, 19 Aug 2008 10:08:16 +0200 <p>Not quite sure why, but I have decided to set up a blog. </p> <p>It's a little irrational, and probably not that interesting. </p> <p>Right now, I'm in the middle of Summer Holidays, having taken my A-Levels this year. Results came out last Thursday. I had taken Maths, Physics and Design & Technology: Product Design. I got AAA. Can't really complain. </p> <p>This means that as of September I'll be studying Civil Engineering MEng at Loughborough University.</p> <p>I'm not really sure how this is all going to work at the moment. But, I'm sure I'll figure it out over the next couple of days... Right?!?</p> <p>Until then, I've plenty of hockey practice, and work to do- which at some point I'm sure will get added on to here.</p> <p>[Grin]. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/18/first-day-4604460/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://emilyilw.blog.co.uk/2008/08/18/first-day-4604460/Mon, 18 Aug 2008 15:25:48 +0200