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Animals are unpredictable things, and so our life is unpredictable. It's a long tale of little triumphs and disasters and you've got to really like it to stick it.
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A Vet Story

Stories, tales and general rambling of a Vet Student at the Royal Veterinary College, London who took the long route to get there.
Alison. 22. RVC 3rd Year, ex G+T.

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10:56
Saturday, 17 September 2011
10 years ago...

Bit late as I was supposed to do this on September 11th. But I've been busy. Anyway...

10 years ago I was 12. I was in Year 8 at St.Aidan's Church of England High School Harrogate. It happened period 4 in a history class with Mr King. I remember walking up to modern languages to hand in my book to my teacher. They were the only department with tvs, but they were in french or german, so I didn't understand what had happened or why all the teachers and sixth formers were crowding round. I went off to my next lesson, I have a feeling it was art out in an annex, then got the good old 650 bus home. I got home to find my Dad watching the news, this was amazing in itself as he never watched the news... but in hindsight it was probably because there was nothing else on. I knew then something bad had happened. Then the world changed...

I don't know, the shock of such an event even had an impact on little 12 year old me in my sheltered Harrogate upbringing... I realised the world isn't a nice place if there are people capable of performing such atrocities.

I watched the coverage of the memorials and shed a few tears, especially when a boy age 10, read out his father's name. He wasn't born when his Dad died... but he said 'I love you because you loved the thought of having me' very very sad.

Other developments, I'm all moved into the house. Did a lot of DIY last night and I'm aching this morning but I had a new chest of drawers and a book case which both perfectly fit in the gaps so my measuring with a 15cm ruler can't be too bad.

Uni starts on Monday. The timetable looks quite daunting as we all having subtimetables. So confusing and colour coded haha. Going to have to get my printer set up and print it out and make it understandable.

Amy moves to Sheffield to start studying Law (European and International) which means she does a 4 year LLB with a year abroad... she's looking at North America or Australia. I'm hoping America as I don't think I could cope with a flight to Australia no matter how many sedatives they gave me lol.

I wonder how my Mum will adjust to finally being alone in the house, with 3 dogs and a cat.

Everything is changing....


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