Fresher's: The Fayre That Gave Me a Broken Mirror and Free Condoms

So I haven't posted for a while, I 've been pretty busy. I have had to find new separate childcare arrangements for my kids after my previous childminder moved two villages away. That was fun. Not!

Then I enrolled upon and completed an Information Literacy course known as Smart Start 2009. It went through all the academic bits such as referencing the correct way for subjects, where to find credibe research source materials and learning the other bits and pieces required for a life at university. It was incredibly helpful, and I urge you to do the course if they run one near you before going to uni.

So Monday was induction day one and the fresher's fayre, which was nowhere near as much fun as I thought. Despite being accosted by strangely young members of the conservative party (who aren't getting capital letters in my blog) and strangely fun members of the ice hockey team, who thought I'd be fantastic on a pair of skates with a big stick in my hand.

I would be, but I don't fancy the bit where I get smashed to bits by other people lol.

So all I have to show for this week is a student card (where my skin looks oddly glowy and dewy and all the good-skin words) a broken compact mirror from some company or other, free cheap condoms. a handful of pants leaflets and an insult. The insult was 'That's mature', after they pressed a conservative party badge into my hand and I looked at it put it back on the table and (this may or may not have been a subconscious action), wiped my hand on my jeans. I don't care dude. Your beloved party effed up our country every.single.time you scrabble your way to power. Get away from me.

Here endeth the politics rant. But the first of many about uni.

Update on the money front None as yet but it's looking up touch wood *claps hands to own head*