Immortalization
It's not everyday one gets told one will be immortalized...but it just so happens I was told that very thing today.
Let me start at the beginning, as Julie Andrews rightly tells us "a very good place to start".
Woke up feeling less than enthusiastic at getting up. Within moments of awakening I had not only shouted at my wonderful boyfriend for snoring in no less than 3 different ways last night, and keeping me awake in the process, but i had also stormed out of bed when he asked for a tissue to blow his godforsaken bunged up nose, and then proceeded to throw my slippers at the floor, followed by a lemon that was handily on my desk, before grabbing my dressing-gown and towel and going downstairs with a suitable slam of the door, all within the space of 2 minutes, and all before I'd even had a shower!
Quite impressive- in a bad kinda way.
I mellowed out a little in the shower and was at least able to explain why I was so angry at being asked for tissues when I got back. We made up, and I went to meet Jodie after breakfast to go to Uni.
Now, yesterday it so happens I did a 'good deed'; not because it in itself was a 'good deed' but because I wanted to help the person out. The good deed involved putting a prospective student who had been lost for well over an hour in a taxi, paying the £6 the driver demanded up front to get her to her interview for Nursing on time. Why? Because I felt like it. No other reason. It was spontaneous. I had the money she didn't. She didn't have time to get to her interview on time using just public transport - buses, we all know how frequent they are. She was on her own and lost. Birmingham is a big city, the University is a big place. It's easy to get lost, and to be honest, if I had not known Kirsty when I came for my interview I'd have got lost too!
So that was that.
I could sleep easier knowing she at least got to her interview on time.
Karma,
Funny thing.
I did it partly because someone did something unexpected and nice to me the day before that brightened my day...
So I wasn't expecting to get something in return today.
But I did.
Immortalization.
Yes, I will live forever...well, my words will live for at least the next year.
Let me explain some more.
During my afternoon lecture my phone rang. No number and I hoped it might be the BBC finally getting back to me on my querie. I cancelled it, and hoped they'd leave a message. They did, but unfortunately it wasn't the BBC. It was my tutor in the next building! Her message was:
"Hello Alison, if it's at all possible I'd like you to come and see me today at about quarter to four regarding a quote."
That was it. Now, to anyone else, that might seem fine. Nothing to worry about. Unfortunately, due to a horrible incident in my first year where I was nearly incarcerated by my tutor and the head of department for emailing my entire essay to another student before it was marked, and her subsequently as good as copying it...this was NOT good news to hear.
I practically ran to her office, and went in taking a deep breath. She didn't look angry, she didn't look upset with me or disappointed or like she was about to kick me out of the university when I had got so close to completing it...and then she explained.
"I want to immortalize you" she said.
She wanted a quote FROM me- to go on the literature that is sent out to the prospective students and available for anyone to read. I nearly danced I was so relieved...actually, thinking about it, I DID dance, and she didn't seem to mind!
I roped Jodie into it as well and between us we have come up with a statement that will go on the official University of Birmingham Undergraduate literature and I'm so getting a copy!
So there we go,
Immortalization can be found in Beulah Plunkett's Office on Thursday 2/3/06 at 3.45pm!
Let me start at the beginning, as Julie Andrews rightly tells us "a very good place to start".
Woke up feeling less than enthusiastic at getting up. Within moments of awakening I had not only shouted at my wonderful boyfriend for snoring in no less than 3 different ways last night, and keeping me awake in the process, but i had also stormed out of bed when he asked for a tissue to blow his godforsaken bunged up nose, and then proceeded to throw my slippers at the floor, followed by a lemon that was handily on my desk, before grabbing my dressing-gown and towel and going downstairs with a suitable slam of the door, all within the space of 2 minutes, and all before I'd even had a shower!
Quite impressive- in a bad kinda way.
I mellowed out a little in the shower and was at least able to explain why I was so angry at being asked for tissues when I got back. We made up, and I went to meet Jodie after breakfast to go to Uni.
Now, yesterday it so happens I did a 'good deed'; not because it in itself was a 'good deed' but because I wanted to help the person out. The good deed involved putting a prospective student who had been lost for well over an hour in a taxi, paying the £6 the driver demanded up front to get her to her interview for Nursing on time. Why? Because I felt like it. No other reason. It was spontaneous. I had the money she didn't. She didn't have time to get to her interview on time using just public transport - buses, we all know how frequent they are. She was on her own and lost. Birmingham is a big city, the University is a big place. It's easy to get lost, and to be honest, if I had not known Kirsty when I came for my interview I'd have got lost too!
So that was that.
I could sleep easier knowing she at least got to her interview on time.
Karma,
Funny thing.
I did it partly because someone did something unexpected and nice to me the day before that brightened my day...
So I wasn't expecting to get something in return today.
But I did.
Immortalization.
Yes, I will live forever...well, my words will live for at least the next year.
Let me explain some more.
During my afternoon lecture my phone rang. No number and I hoped it might be the BBC finally getting back to me on my querie. I cancelled it, and hoped they'd leave a message. They did, but unfortunately it wasn't the BBC. It was my tutor in the next building! Her message was:
"Hello Alison, if it's at all possible I'd like you to come and see me today at about quarter to four regarding a quote."
That was it. Now, to anyone else, that might seem fine. Nothing to worry about. Unfortunately, due to a horrible incident in my first year where I was nearly incarcerated by my tutor and the head of department for emailing my entire essay to another student before it was marked, and her subsequently as good as copying it...this was NOT good news to hear.
I practically ran to her office, and went in taking a deep breath. She didn't look angry, she didn't look upset with me or disappointed or like she was about to kick me out of the university when I had got so close to completing it...and then she explained.
"I want to immortalize you" she said.
She wanted a quote FROM me- to go on the literature that is sent out to the prospective students and available for anyone to read. I nearly danced I was so relieved...actually, thinking about it, I DID dance, and she didn't seem to mind!
I roped Jodie into it as well and between us we have come up with a statement that will go on the official University of Birmingham Undergraduate literature and I'm so getting a copy!
So there we go,
Immortalization can be found in Beulah Plunkett's Office on Thursday 2/3/06 at 3.45pm!
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