This is the last entry of a forth year associated with lectures, and therefore takes place at the end of an era. Next term it’s onwards and upwards with the start of clerking rotations that will take us up to viva finals at the end of 5th year. However the fact that this massive chapter in vet life is over and the final instalment is soon to be upon us does not come as much of a daunting prospect as I feel that it is long overdue. There is only a certain amount of lectures one can take and this threshold was reached some time in 3rd year.
Even though this may be the last entry it isn’t going to be excessively long, basically because I’m about to go out for mother’s day (I know it’s Saturday, Hannah can’t make tomorrow due to work commitments). Main things to cover are a gig, a party, a quiz, an exam and revision…
The exam was FAS on current affairs, I wrote for an hour on avian influenza and the new welfare bill. I think some of what was written may be relevant so I’m sure a pass will be achieved.
The second Langford bar quiz of the term wasn’t as successful for my team as the first as we came 5th and not 1st. Paul’s knowledge of music associated with films impressed all.
The gig was the VetAid night myself and Chris Queen had been planning for the past month. The night was a major success, both mine and Chris’ band played without probs (except for slight mic trouble for a couple of Blue Juices’). The Langford Stranglers clinician band headlined the night and pleased all with a four song encore. The night raised £650 for the 5th year spay clinic and so much praise was aimed at Chris and I.
Thursday just gone was the last lecture of the year, the final words of vetschool lectures being… “Anaesthesia is lovely”. I’d like to say that the year went crazy and ripped up the lecture theatre but it was fairly passive (probably due to the fact that most of the year spent the last lecture asleep, including myself).
To celebrate the end of vetness in its purely theoretical basis the year went mental at John’s house in cocktail dresses and suits. The night had every aspect of vetness I could want; dancing, drunkenness, stupid antics, potential scandal and female issues, what more could a budding surgeon ask for.
Now it’s onto the next 6weeks of revision hell, 12hours a day, all of FAS and CAS to cover, in a word it’s going to be a bitch. Though once done that’s it, no more material to learn, no more written exams to sit and I’ll be learning only for my own ability. Wish me luck.
xx
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
As far back as I can remember is Thursday so I’m going to start from there. This either means there’s nothing worthwhile to talk about before then, or that the weekend has stolen much of the previous week’s memories.
Thursday was the second Langford Bar quiz of the term, which a few of my house plus Stevie attended. I ended up on a team with Claire, Ben, Paul and John and somehow managed to win the event, the prize being four bottles of wine. I put the win down to a combination of post-grad knowledge and slight text cheating (though this was standard procedure for all teams involved, not that that makes it right of course, I’ll just have to live with the guilt). The deciding round ended up being the last as we were second for the entire quiz up until; I think it was probably Claire’s amazing TV theme intro knowledge that clenched it for us. Victory to 6FinaF.
Friday night was a jam followed by me cooking for Tamsin and John. They both were fairly impressed with my honey trout effort, and T has gone on to let most of the yr know that I’m god’s gift to the kitchen (which is definitely not the case), and now anyone who comes round is gonna except michelin star quality Pete cooking.
After the meal it was round the Crown for all, including my house plus JP and Kate.
The weekend in general was majorly unconstructive. During the days I think I did some exercise and got some jobs/stuff sorted and organised.
Saturday evening Claire cooked a house meal and then me and Mat were meant to be lambing for the uni, but when I went out at 10pm to check another 2of our yr showed up who had swapped to our day from another, which was ideal as it meant Mat and I didn’t have to go back that night and were free to attend the 5th yr house party.
The party was of the theme gay/bi/confused and was one comedy evening. As my house went over later none of us really bothered to dress-up, though Jim did put on one of Hayley’s tops and Mat went as straight. Important occurrences for the evening included much crazy dancing, Hayley stealing a massive ornamental sheep, loosing Jim (again), me busking for alcohol (2cans and 2bottles achieved), and one guy in 5th yr being sent away for stitches.
Sunday night was much more subdued, I watched a film and went to bed. Mat also cooked a house dinner.
Yesterday I spent most of the day actually working! We’ve got a FAS exam on Thursday on veterinary current affairs. My group has split the research between us and I’m covering the government’s contingency plan for when/if Avian Influenza arrives. I put together a fair chunk of material yesterday and have just reproduced it to distribute later.
Last night it was another jam in preparation for Friday, which is now the biggest think (other than the poxy FAS exam) on the agenda. Thankfully last night’s jam went well and we’re confirming the set list as follows…
-Some Might Say
-Get Back
-All These Things I’ve Done
-Ian’s Song
-Matinee
-Pulp
-My Song
-Can’t Stand Me Now
-Life Less Ordinary
Everything is pretty much sorted for Friday now, I ordered some lighting and extra staging last week and Chris has sorted a backdrop. Fingers crossed now for a wicked night.
Think that covers about everything, will no doubt write the end of next week for the last entry of the term, before the start of the biggest revision session ever.
xx
PS: To Grandparent readers, especially those of the Scales variety, thank you kindly for the letter and money, but I regret to say that I will not be toning down the content of the entries, as I like to feel they accurately reflect my veterinary student life (I’m sure you’d all rather know exactly what’s going on rather than a slightly fictitious version). Hope all is well, love you lots. Peter.
Thursday was the second Langford Bar quiz of the term, which a few of my house plus Stevie attended. I ended up on a team with Claire, Ben, Paul and John and somehow managed to win the event, the prize being four bottles of wine. I put the win down to a combination of post-grad knowledge and slight text cheating (though this was standard procedure for all teams involved, not that that makes it right of course, I’ll just have to live with the guilt). The deciding round ended up being the last as we were second for the entire quiz up until; I think it was probably Claire’s amazing TV theme intro knowledge that clenched it for us. Victory to 6FinaF.
Friday night was a jam followed by me cooking for Tamsin and John. They both were fairly impressed with my honey trout effort, and T has gone on to let most of the yr know that I’m god’s gift to the kitchen (which is definitely not the case), and now anyone who comes round is gonna except michelin star quality Pete cooking.
After the meal it was round the Crown for all, including my house plus JP and Kate.
The weekend in general was majorly unconstructive. During the days I think I did some exercise and got some jobs/stuff sorted and organised.
Saturday evening Claire cooked a house meal and then me and Mat were meant to be lambing for the uni, but when I went out at 10pm to check another 2of our yr showed up who had swapped to our day from another, which was ideal as it meant Mat and I didn’t have to go back that night and were free to attend the 5th yr house party.
The party was of the theme gay/bi/confused and was one comedy evening. As my house went over later none of us really bothered to dress-up, though Jim did put on one of Hayley’s tops and Mat went as straight. Important occurrences for the evening included much crazy dancing, Hayley stealing a massive ornamental sheep, loosing Jim (again), me busking for alcohol (2cans and 2bottles achieved), and one guy in 5th yr being sent away for stitches.
Sunday night was much more subdued, I watched a film and went to bed. Mat also cooked a house dinner.
Yesterday I spent most of the day actually working! We’ve got a FAS exam on Thursday on veterinary current affairs. My group has split the research between us and I’m covering the government’s contingency plan for when/if Avian Influenza arrives. I put together a fair chunk of material yesterday and have just reproduced it to distribute later.
Last night it was another jam in preparation for Friday, which is now the biggest think (other than the poxy FAS exam) on the agenda. Thankfully last night’s jam went well and we’re confirming the set list as follows…
-Some Might Say
-Get Back
-All These Things I’ve Done
-Ian’s Song
-Matinee
-Pulp
-My Song
-Can’t Stand Me Now
-Life Less Ordinary
Everything is pretty much sorted for Friday now, I ordered some lighting and extra staging last week and Chris has sorted a backdrop. Fingers crossed now for a wicked night.
Think that covers about everything, will no doubt write the end of next week for the last entry of the term, before the start of the biggest revision session ever.
xx
PS: To Grandparent readers, especially those of the Scales variety, thank you kindly for the letter and money, but I regret to say that I will not be toning down the content of the entries, as I like to feel they accurately reflect my veterinary student life (I’m sure you’d all rather know exactly what’s going on rather than a slightly fictitious version). Hope all is well, love you lots. Peter.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Currently I’m sat in my bedroom listening to Bob Dylan and eating gone off grapes which I only bought today, Morrison’s let me down, though I did buy a very tasty Sea Bass that I ate tonight, which I suppose makes up for their mistake.
The past week has mainly been spent going crazy with little Bro in Newcastle, followed by a couple of days of life re-organisation in a vague effort to get things back on track.
2nd Trip to Newcastle went something as follows…
- Arrived Thursday morning and spent most of the day house hunting with Rich and his mates. Apparently my veteran student housing knowledge was required, retrospect of whether it exists or not. The trip was successful as the four of them put their name on a house. In the evening we went out to celebrate by having a very sociable curry. The plan was to go to a curry house which the guys had an extra-special discount for, though upon arrival it was shut and so regrettably a more expensive restaurant had our custom. After the meal it was off to Digital night club for an Indie night of which the highlight was Carl from Libertines playing a short set, the fact that it was completely unexpected made it even more quality.
- Friday was a day at the coast followed by a cinema trip and a few drinks in Jesmond where Rich’s new house is. Some very nice bars and cliental, though unfortunately all shut at 11:00.
- Saturday we had an amazing day in Durham, which included going round the Cathedral and the Castle, having a few drinks and getting an all you can eat Chinese, where we caused mild havoc. The castle guide was incredibly bizarre due the over-enthusiastic/slightly mental tour guide, and the Cathedral was phenomenal, can‘t say I‘ve seen many other buildings in England more impressive.
- Saturday night we went to Northumbria’s student union, where I got far too hammered for my own good.
- Sunday we woke very late and after watching Team America spent the afternoon going round a few record stores. In the evening I treated Rich to another Indian and then marched back over to the student union to see Death Cab For Cutie play, who it was decided by all are ridiculously good live.
- Monday I returned to reality in Bristol.
The past couple of days I’ve mainly been trying to get life back on tracks, including copying up/sorting out notes and organising stuff for VetAid and the Panto.
VetAid is now a week on Friday and preparations are almost sorted. The night is going to include three bands; Blue Juice, Levator Ani (my band) and The Langford Stranglers (a clinician band). The aim is to play lots of music and raise money for the final year spay clinic. My band finally got its set list sorted on Monday night and are now looking to Friday’s jam to find out the length of it.
Panto organisation continues tonight as I’m hopefully going to type up the thoughts from last weeks meeting in preparations for the meeting I’ve sorted tomorrow night.
I think that covers everything recently, though I’ve just realised I haven’t mentioned work (probably because there’s not vast amounts to say, lectures finish forever in 3wks and I can’t wait, work however should include revision, though as I’m going to be doing 6wks solid work over Easter I’ve not got that much enthusiasm for starting yet).
TTFN x
The past week has mainly been spent going crazy with little Bro in Newcastle, followed by a couple of days of life re-organisation in a vague effort to get things back on track.
2nd Trip to Newcastle went something as follows…
- Arrived Thursday morning and spent most of the day house hunting with Rich and his mates. Apparently my veteran student housing knowledge was required, retrospect of whether it exists or not. The trip was successful as the four of them put their name on a house. In the evening we went out to celebrate by having a very sociable curry. The plan was to go to a curry house which the guys had an extra-special discount for, though upon arrival it was shut and so regrettably a more expensive restaurant had our custom. After the meal it was off to Digital night club for an Indie night of which the highlight was Carl from Libertines playing a short set, the fact that it was completely unexpected made it even more quality.
- Friday was a day at the coast followed by a cinema trip and a few drinks in Jesmond where Rich’s new house is. Some very nice bars and cliental, though unfortunately all shut at 11:00.
- Saturday we had an amazing day in Durham, which included going round the Cathedral and the Castle, having a few drinks and getting an all you can eat Chinese, where we caused mild havoc. The castle guide was incredibly bizarre due the over-enthusiastic/slightly mental tour guide, and the Cathedral was phenomenal, can‘t say I‘ve seen many other buildings in England more impressive.
- Saturday night we went to Northumbria’s student union, where I got far too hammered for my own good.
- Sunday we woke very late and after watching Team America spent the afternoon going round a few record stores. In the evening I treated Rich to another Indian and then marched back over to the student union to see Death Cab For Cutie play, who it was decided by all are ridiculously good live.
- Monday I returned to reality in Bristol.
The past couple of days I’ve mainly been trying to get life back on tracks, including copying up/sorting out notes and organising stuff for VetAid and the Panto.
VetAid is now a week on Friday and preparations are almost sorted. The night is going to include three bands; Blue Juice, Levator Ani (my band) and The Langford Stranglers (a clinician band). The aim is to play lots of music and raise money for the final year spay clinic. My band finally got its set list sorted on Monday night and are now looking to Friday’s jam to find out the length of it.
Panto organisation continues tonight as I’m hopefully going to type up the thoughts from last weeks meeting in preparations for the meeting I’ve sorted tomorrow night.
I think that covers everything recently, though I’ve just realised I haven’t mentioned work (probably because there’s not vast amounts to say, lectures finish forever in 3wks and I can’t wait, work however should include revision, though as I’m going to be doing 6wks solid work over Easter I’ve not got that much enthusiasm for starting yet).
TTFN x
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