Day 4 in the big ass (sarcasm alert) blog!

Did you, or did you not read out that title in a Geordie accent? I thought so. Big brother is brain washing us all, which is bad because soon our minds will melt and come out of our noses, its not going to be a pretty sight people!
And yes i know, before you start whinging <-- (i've just spent almost 10 minutes of my life trying to work out how that bugger was spelt, stupid silent H's) at me, i know its been more that 4 days, but im counting posts because i was away at the weekend.

So, as i am sure you have already guessed if you have been reading my other posts, i would like to become a nurse and i have made this blog so to convince anyone that is from a university how much i actully want to be a nurse. This is because unfortunatly i can only write about my desires in 4000 characters on my UCAS form, which is utterly stupid because i could never convey this in 4000 words, so im cheating... sort of. If anyone is reading this from a university, Hello!

My interest in nursing came from when i was much younger, smaller and pretty stupid (i.e i was in the second lowest class in both setted subjects, English and Maths) at the tender age of 7. When i was 7 i contracted a disease called henoch-schonlein purpura, also known as HSP. Don't worry, the name terrified me too, but it is names so because the people who found out what this disease was were two scientists called Henoch and Schonlein, obviously Brttish scientists, as you can tell. It is called Purpura because of the nature of the boils and spots that develop on the skin, i.e. they are purple. HSP is a rather unknown (at the time i had it anyway) and rare disease, where the immune system attacks itself, resulting in rather horrible boils on the skin, mainly near joins, so the elbows, knees, feet, and rather hilariously me bottom! So yes, it was rather horrible and i had to stay in hospital for a number of weeks, i can't remember how long but at the time it felt like years.

During this stay in hospital i had one main nurse that looked after me and i remember the first time i met her. I was lying in my bed, in quite a lot of pain with my mam next to me and a nurse comes walking towards me, and i am not going to lie, it was quite terrifying, the main reason why was that she had a shaved head, so looked like a cage fighter, no kidding. I remember my mam sitting next to me saying 'please don't let it be her.' But, it was. She came over and greeted us with a hello and a 'My name is Hayley and I'll be looking after you.' She must have saw the PURE TERROR in my eyes because she then explained that the reason she has a shaved head was that she had been on holiday and contracted a serious disease which meant she has to go to hospital and they shaved her head. And then she smiled, and im not kidding even though this may make some week stomached people throw up, it was if all of my worry about being in hospital had faded away.

Over the next few weeks Hayley looked after me and cared for me. She was the nicest, most caring and loving people i have ever met in all of my life. She was brilliant. I remember lying there as she took my blood pressure (of which she then let me play with later, and i watched my arm slowly go blue, quite facinating) thinking, i wish i was Hayley. Then it struck me, I can be her, I can be a nurse!

So from then on i wanted to be a nurse, and i put all my efforts into trying. I actully started trying in school and i went from almost bottom set, to almost the top set. Then when i got to high school i realised i would have to try much harder because i wasn't born with a natural intellegence, much to my horror. So i tried and tried, and after a few failed attempts, i finally started to receive C's and B's, then eventually, in year 11 i recieved my first A! I was amazed! Then i realised i can actully achieve my goal, i can actully become a nuse! And hopefully, in the next yar and a bit, i will be training to do so.

So i encorage all those who think they can't, to go for their goals because that is what will make you happy, which i feel is the most important thing in life.

Bon Voyage!

The fringe festival!

Hello fellow bloggers!

I am back from the Fringe Festival in Edinburgh! Hurrah! It was brilliant! We camped outside of Edinbrugh in a place called Beil, i've been there before and it is a lovely place... well, field. The festival itself was really good however the problem was we couldn't see any really good acts, like the famous comediens because they were all on late at night and we had to get the train back at 6, it was a shame but we saw some excellent street performers. There was one guy, a beat boxer who sung the 7 nation army, doing the bass, the drums and the lyrics all at the same time! It was truly amazing! We also saw a guy called Carus, a singer from Australia, he was also amazing, so i bought his album :)

I'm not going to go on and on, but if you have the opportunity to go to the fringe, GO! It is awesome, but i would advise that you stay late so that you can see the good shows :)

Bon voyage!

Next update: Tuesday!

I was planning to update the past few months of my life per day because i didn't want to blow all of your minds all in one day, but I was out most of the day today to cinema to watch Captain America! (review will come at the end of this post) And then tomorrow morning im heading to the Edinburgh fringe festival, Yay! So therefore i won't, unfortunatly be able to update untill tuesday, sorry bloggers! So in the next post i'll talk about why i want to be a nurse, which i'm sure you'll fine extremely interesting!

So, quickly, Captain America! I was really looking forward to this film because i love the comics (well from the ones i have read, which is limited, but still, you can tell how good the book will be from the first chapter, and i found Captain America's 'first chapter' rather interesting and exiting) and i love the superhero genre. I had to debate between seeing Captain America and the Inbetweeners movie, which i also really wanted to see! And i have to say i completely and utterly wished i went to see the Inbetweeners. Captain America was possibly one of the worst films i have EVER seen in all of my life. It was i film i new that would either be amazing or completely S**t, and let me let you it was deffinatly the latter. It was so over the top and fake i actually got annoyed at quite a few points. One of the worst parts of the film was the german accents, and im sure many germans watching this film would commit suicide over how bad they were, and also how bias the film was. The americans seem to think that by changing every W into a word into a V this counts as a german accent, Ja, zey do indeed, i mean vhat ze 'ell? It was also unbelievibly predictable, as soon as you saw the pretty woman (who had a Brittish accent) you know Captain America would fall in love with her, i was almost sick. The only thing that i got wrong was the fact that the Brittish woman was not evil, because usually, as in ALL american films, the Brittish are evil.

The only thing about this film that was good was the fact it was so bad me and my good friend could have a brilliant laugh over how hilariously bad it was, so it turned into a comedy!

Rating out of 10: 2

An introduction into my unimportant existance and why i am here

Hello Blogger.com, i have found your lonley little website here and decided to make other bloggers lives here a little bit more interesting by reading about my unimportant existance, which from what i am sure you can already tell, is going to be an interesting ride.

I am a girl (well i think so) called Megan (which i also think so, although i'll be very dissapointed if i find my parents have been lying to me for 17 years of my life, although that would be quite funny, to lie about your childs name... Hmm...) and as you can tell from that little tangent, i am 17 well, just 17, but 17 nevertheless!

Okay, thats the essentials... what else? Ah yes, why im here. Well, i am here primarily because, not so long back, probably a few months i attended a nursing conference with a good friend of mine (i'll tell you all about this at a later date) where we attended an EDGE session who was run by a brilliant guy however for the life of me i cannot remember what his name was, which is such a shame because he was brilliant! He said that i should set up a blog so to document all of the things i should, and hopefully will, do in order to make the chances of getting into university to do nursing a lot higher. This blog should hopefully remind me of the things i do so i can talk about them in detail to whoever will listen to me (which is probably few but here we go).

However, for all those who couldn't care less about nursing, and just wants to read this blog to have a bit of fun and hopefully a couple of laughs, i will also accomodate for you, and try to make this blog not boring, although i don't think i could make this blog boring because i'll give up meself.

Okay well, thats enough rambling for today, i'll leave you in peace now.

Oh, and for further note, my spelling and grammer is terrible, so please forgive the probably countless mistakes that will ensue, i am not an author, so therefore i don't have an editor or publisher, all i have is my brain, which can often let me down. In the words of my fomer English teacher: "She's not a natural speller, is she? "

Bon Voyage!