I came home from work yesterday to find that Smudge hadn’t eaten her food which is very unlike her as she was always so fat. Lol so we phoned the vet and they said to get her there asap, as with all rabbits once they go down hill they tend to go very fast!

She was diagnosed with GAstroIntestinal Stasis, meaning that her intenstines were all blocked and her tummy was full of gas. Went to work the next day and got a phone call she wast eating again and going to the toilet but eventually she just collapsed and passed away :’-(

Cant belive it, in less than 24 hours. : (  cried myself through work to the dirtrss of many a customer. Then came home and saw her empty hutch and just cried and cried and cried.

Got Popeye out of his hutch and we sat and had cuddles, I even fell asleep with him on my lap and he stayed there good as gold. : )

Not Smudgy though : ( not that smudge was ever a cuddly rabbit lol remember when we first saw her she was all tiny with these huge floppy ears and when we went and saw her she was sat in her food bowl (should of guessed her love of food from there) lol. Then we bought her home and introduced her to her hutch.

From learning from Barney and Speckles, we decided to keep Smude outside and not let her indoors, and so she became an outside bunny. Got bitten a few times lol but she was always happier on the ground.

Shed always scrap at the bars when she heard the cubaord door banging for her treats, or come running when she heard the russle of the packet. And shed always chase you round the garden and nip your feet, which is affectionate in bunny language lol and shed chase my dad round in circles because she wanted to mate with him. Lol and the amout of false pregnancys and mood swings she had was unheard of lol but they were always perfect and soft and she would have made a good mum! Then we introduced her to popeye and she decided to hump his head, lol random!

The amount of times she escaped down the drive way, and the night I came hoem from college to find neil had left her hutch open accidentally. Went up and down the street crying for hours only to find shed got herself stuck between the walls of the houses. Lol and shed always escape up the other end of the garden… and it always seems that the most edible plants were mums favourites… which would often end in mum chasing her back down this end of the garden lol

Even though she didn’t like cuddles or being picked up and would attempt to rip your hand of as soon as she saw the carrier cage to go to the vet, she was still an affectionate bunny that would always be there sitting waiting for you, watch you every move, lick your hand whenever you offered it and as soon as you stood foot in the garden she would come running to greet you. J lol shed even headbutt your leg if you were out sun bathing too long! Lol

Rest in peace Smudgy Bunny, you will be dearly missed :’-(

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Ever been driving along the motorway and had some weirdoes jeer at you through the window ?

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The majority of times its those ‘white van men’ lol I remember a certain Thorp Park trip where one van followed us, asked for our numbers and offered matt sex (after we gave them his no. lol) and the second one just kept taking the Mick and tried to throw us some fags. Lol random :S

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Then theres the awkward ones where you get stuck in a traffic jam and your stuck next to other cars for hours at a time. Lol and you get the jeering lads bouncing up and down with their chav music (yeah I know im one to talk) lol trying to get you attention.

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But then theres the times when your car is parked and your not in it, but whenever you go to your car theres a certain silver one parked next to year nearly every time! Lol its properly just a coincidence and someone who works the same shift as me at ASDA but it just amuses me greatly. Lol and today I found said car and parked so close (not intentionally of course!) that whoever the owner was, would have to get in through the pasanger seat coz I was to close to the drivers side. Lol lets see who parks next to who now! ; )

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*final thought* after sitting by the phone all week ive decided I wont be getting a job interview any time soon : (

Firstly, *congrats* to all those ive had the pleasure of going to uni with over the last 3 years!! *congratulations* we passed! And we did it good : )

So I was rudely woken by my father tickling me at 6:30 this morning only to arrive stupidly early in ....Rochester.... where the whole thing didn’t start till 11. lol

I was all dressed up in my new dress and leggings and pink shoes (lol) and altogether feeling very pretty : ) as we wondered up and down the high street me and my parents started bumping into everyone else, Jono in the *upside down café* libz and her parents down the high street, Joey in the gown dressing, Rachel during the photo shoot and Shan running in last minuet to the cathedral lol

Mum had a few tears as I was putting on my gown and cap. Lol : ) and we slowly wondered over to the cathedral where they ushered us in. there was a mix up with the tickets and I very nearly gave one of my parents tickets away… we got it back okay though : ) and then when we sat down me and Mary were forced to sit away from the other members of our class due to silly alphabetical ordering. *tisk!*

And then it started, some of the lecturers came out in the cap and gowns (some of which where bright yellow! Lol) and the organ was playing and we had talks from the principle and student dude which to be honest meant sod all to me coz ive never actually been to ....Greenwich.... university (although I wear my hoody with pride :D ) and then they called are names out :D

Slowly wondered round the vast amount of faces and flashes from cameras and within minuets he called out our names, walked up and over the stage and it was all over : )

And we were all sent out the marquee for well deserved drinks and hundreds of photos were taken. Lol my face has never ached so much! Hehe. But it was nice to see everyone dressed up and to know we finally did it!!!

We had our huggles, congratulations and numerous hat throwing! Lol and then we had to say goodbye. : (

Im seeing the important people fairly soon I hope; Shan in Africa, Joey sometime during a doggy class, but for people like rach, jono and libby I dono when im going to see them all again : ( and so the tears started… and we cried and hugged and hugged and wept and hugged some more until we were pulled apart by our parents : (

It was officially the end of it all. Im no longer a student! Lol I have well deserved letters after my name (which ive plastered all over facebook!) lol.

And so last night, I got the old crew together and we went down the tavern for a few *cough* drinks and it was like times of old. Things hadn’t changed, sure were older and new relationships and jobs and things but the friendships still remains. As it will with people from uni, sure they are further away but they are still there and lmao in the words of most people on graduation day… *don’t cry! We still have facebook* :D haha!

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Nearly three years ago I had to pack up my life into boxes, left my job and family to go to uni. Now I have to do it all again except this time ive had to leave some of the greatest friends I could ever ask for! *huggles*

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It really did feel like I was leaving home all over again.

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Friday night we cleaned Flat 9 kitchen, the place we’ve eaten, cried and partied in for the last year. And after the fridge was emptied, nasty stains scrubbed and the floor spotless it didn’t look like home anymore, it was like the day we moved in. then we all cuddled up and watched a film together, true Flat 9 style! Lol and then we said goodnight and there were a few tears and we headed for bed.

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But as I lay there snuggled up with my lavender puppy I wept like I did for my mum the first night I moved to university; all the memories, friends id made, the independence I had was coming to and end the next day. : (

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And so Friday turned to Saturday, and we made pancakes, and cleaned some more and cried, and packed some more and cried, and then said our goodbyes. First was squirt who I have no idea when im going to see again (hopefully not to long!) … more tears…, then jono and libby as we left the flat… more  tears…. And then Fanny (shan) as I dropped her off home… more tears! Lol I arrived home home to a grunt from my brother with my eyes stinging.

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Its so weird this is Home Home as its come to be know but in the flats you walk in and everyone’s there to greet you and ask how you are what you be been up to etc etc. now there’s no one to cook with, party with or even talk to about rubbish till 2 in the morning lol

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I guess it’s just another chapter in the book of life : (

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I take some comfort though in the fact I know I won’t loose contact with people. This time three years ago the tears came as I slowly said goodbye to snickers, squishy and horse as they went of to university, but yet three years own we still go down the local for a pint lol true friends stick together and all that : )

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*huggles everyone from uni* you shall be missed but not for long… lol I’ll see you on Tuesday :p

I wish I wrote as many blogs as I used to… at least then I could keep a regular track of my thought process lol

Careers…

Professional Bum

So the last few weeks have been fantastic… what have I done? Sod all. Lol ive enjoyed being an absolute bum and have enjoyed the sunshine, had water fights, watched endless films, and just dossed around (check out facebook photos!) as I feel is truly necessary after a year of solid hard work!

It’s been nice and a slow gradual farewell to everyone at university because who knows when I will see them all again.

However, slowly people have said their farewells, the seven of flat 9 has dwindled to only 3 and there’s hardly any body left in the flats at all. Thus the tenancy agreement must come to an end and eventually the real world has to come, and with it a pay check and a future career : )

Dog Classes

So since about February me and Joey have been working with mark and gill on the dog classes, and we’ve come on leaps and bounds to the point that they have left us in charge of obedience and crackers (anti-social dogs lol), as well as letting us help out in their puppy classes (they are SOOOO cute!).

However, dog classes involve a lot of travelling for very little money. And we didn’t really know where we stood. So after a LONG chat with mark we wanted to know where we was heading. And they basically turned round and said, were good, and they would be interested into going into business with us. Like a franchise? So we get to use their business name and they will help keep us afloat and give us all the help and support we need. GREAT!

But… it’s in ....Kent..... And they want a deposit… we could be talking hundreds, even thousands… and having spent the majority of my overdraft of bunny vet bills I cant really afford much right now. Lol so whilst mark and gill are off on their honey moon they said they will get back to us in September, with a price and some more details. Gives me a LONG time to think.

H Samuels

So ive worked at H Samuels for the last year trying to get some money, but obviously can’t travel all the way to ..Maidstone.. to work for one day a week lol and because they can’t transfer me im forced to leave in about 2 weeks.

It’s weird. It’s my first job ive ever really quit and had to write a letter of resignation for. Im going to miss the people, but I wont miss the job. Competitive selling really isn’t my fortay!

ASDA

So, ive been slowly… almost secretly moving out of flat 9, to back home lol I started back at ASDA last Tuesday… shitty checkouts…. Of all the departments’ im trained on… im on checkouts. *sighs* but its not all bad… complete asda strangers congratulate me on my 1^st thanks to mum being so proud of me :D …. Old faces are back in the picture and I just fit back into the routine like the click of a finger… its relaxed, I know what im doing, and its easy money…. But I am working till midnight or later each night which is a bitch but good money! Lol

So its asda during the week, then back at the flats until in kicked out at the end of July.

Then what ?!?!

*bangs head against wall*

I don’t know. I REALLY don’t know. Well I do… kinda…

The plan ?

Work at asda till I got to Africa and then getting an amazing job that will pay of all my bills and ill leave me happy ever after ! :D

The reality ?

Option 1…

I would love to be a behaviourist. And getting experience in with Gill and Mark is the way to do it. But what if I cant afford a franchise ? And its not full time ? Not to mention cost a fortune in petrol! However I can then get a part time job in a pet shop…

Option 2…. ..Africa..

In less than 2 months im going back to ..Africa.. to do an amazing course that’s the first stepping stones to becoming a ranger. Its sunk in that im going, but after being asked hundreds of times (mainly by those asda colleges) where will that take you ? What next? Do you want to live out there ? im im like, er yeah maybe ?!?

And it begs the question… why don’t I travel ? why don’t I go out there for sixth months at a time, get the experience! Become a ranger! Live the dream!!! I could! I have the qualification! I have the opportunity!

Problem ? money…. But then I can do what matt did and work for 6 months and then go out there for 6 months… its possible!

But then there’s dean. *huggles* we’ve been together nearly four years and I feel like ive made him wait 3 years whilst ive been away at uni, to come home only to tell him I want to go off again is heart breaking. Id never ask him to go with me… because I know he wouldn’t! but then how can you ask for someone to wait for you when you don’t even know where your heads at ? or where your heading ? let alone when your be back ?

…and so I will plod on with H Samuels, ASDA and enjoy Africa more than anything in the world, and see what September brings….

I knew today would be a good day. It was the last day of lectures and I wore my Bryan Adams shirt :  )

And guess what ? He’s announced his tour dates for this summer in the UK !!!

Problem ? The closest one is in Brighton on the 2^nd July which is a Thursday which dean might not be able to get off. L And there’s the problem with getting there and blah blah blah.

But get this ? You can “Meet and Greet” him whilst your there! Ive never had that opportunity. Only dreamt of it” lol I could get a photo with him, get his signature, id be so close I could touch ( I don’t know how much thought because of bouncers… and dean!) lol : )

But I reeeallllllyyyy want to go L problem… meet and greet is £200. L

Maybe I should charge that amount for friends to come visit me. I wouldn’t mind if some of it went to his whale charity. Of sexy male vegetarians. But don't think it does : (

But how can you put a price upon meeting your idol ?!?

If I don’t go will I get another chance ?

If I don’t go will he ever do it again ?

If I don’t go will I regret it for the rest of my life ?!?

Argh im torn in two! Tickets are only £60 so either way I will probably go to the concert.

But hmm : (

Im started plotting ways how I could go… getting my tax back for the year, eating sausage rolls for a month! Walking everywhere. Lol *bounces* there’s gota be away !

And now I leave you with some lyrics by the legend that his BA

“She's got a way - of getting inside your soul
She'd breach the walls of jericho
Make you fall like virgin snow
She's got a smile, makes you forget the things
You were only just thinking about
It kind of turns me inside out
And if I try to conceal, she's got a way to reveal” – Shes gota way.

*final thoughts* ive I read any jokes from any of you about him playing in brighton and him being gay expect a very large slap ^_^

ive just sat and read some of my blogs from three years ago, all the fun of working over the summer, planning for university, getting my A level results, slowly saying goodbye to people and the fear of me and dean breaking up… its really surreal!

And now I sit here three years later after my last ever day of university lectures and some of those fears come back; a job for the summer, getting my university results, slowly saying goodbye to people… its… surreal!

So lectures…

The six of us behaviourists left; me, Joey, avril, Kelly, Mary and rosmary all planned to make cookies and cakes for our last lecture with mark. I made cookies and we had cakes, and sausage rolls and weird vegetarian things and ginger beer. *mmmm* was scrummy. We set it all out at the back of the class and wrote him a leaving card and put a big *Thank You Mark* on the board.

Then he was half an hour late… lol

And he walked in. first of all he noticed the picnic and was all choked up. And he kept shuffling the card about. And then we had the fun of the board. It’s on ongoing joke that he can’t lift the screen that gets pulled down in front of the white board so we pulled it down so he couldn’t see what was behind it. Lol he pulled it up to start writing revision notes up only to pull it back down again saying *oh you F**** lol : ) and he got all choked up again. And he had to compose himself and pull it up and read all of it, and laughed at it and even got pictures. Lol

An hour and a half later we eventually started out lecture. And then had an hour long picnic including last day photos and cheers to the future. It was *perfect* not in the sense that it ran smoothly but in the sense that it was *us* ; mark did is legendary cap boy impressions which had us crying with laughter, and then the discussions went from what were doing in the future to what scent of poo do we prefer; cow ? Sheep? or goat ? lol I prefer cow myself. Lol *perfect* : )

And then we left and said our goodbyes with our full stomachs and trundled up to nutrition… which was crap and I left half way through because it was just pointless. Lol

But yeah… saying goodbye to mark was surreal. Made me remember saying goodbye to all the people when I left for university.

Im glad to say that me and dean are still together (despite what doubts I had before and throughout) love you! All the friends I had before I started I still say im close too, sure we don't see each other every day like we used to but we can still go out, get drunk and eat loads of sugar and have a laugh. And sure there’s current arguments over facebook (damn you!) and splits within the group but ive kept and maintained those friendships despite long distances.

Work people has been an interesting journey, most have dwindled away on the own separate paths but then ive made new work friends by coming home for Christmas and summer. Which im sad to lose people but happy to have met new.

Family is another weird one… on the first day of university me and my mother cried the whole day because I was scared and she didn’t like to see me upset… but know its just routine I come home whenever I can and its great when I do but there’s no fear of leaving it again. You know ?

And things like cooking and cleaning… I can do all that! Now! Granted there’s been occasions of burning many a meal, over cooking peas, setting the hob on fire and smoking out the kitchen… but its all about learning isn’t it ?

And  I have had to deal with shit over money… vie been so penniless ive been living on sausage rolls for a week. But now (I hope) ive learnt to budget. And I appreciate what I earn kind of thing.

Ive grown up in so many ways its… scary! And it makes you ponder what the next three years will bring!

ive gone on a complete tangent here…. But my point was…

University has been fantastic, ive grown and developed in more ways than one and part of that is to do with the fantastic people ive met whilst ive been here.

In particular, thanks to Mark who got me through every educational hurdle I could ever face!