First post of the month. I feel i am step closer to finishing the course now that January is out of the way and this month i turn 25 (which is obviously very exciting for everyone who reads this). I have been ill this week and i am wondering if i was made to feel worse by the fact that i have got myself so worked up about my Wednesday placement. I woke up yesterday morning and the dread hit me straight away and i wanted to just crawl under my blankets and hide. The day went alright in the end (although i still can't believe they will ever let me qualify as a speech and language therapist).

I think we all were feeling a little light headed yesterday evening havening survived to another Wednesday evening (i'm not the only person in this house who dreads placements) and after a celebratory beer we were all sitting around the dining table playing 'panpipes' with our san miguel bottles (we know how to rock and roll). This was followed by a couple of episodes of the Forsyte Saga, a dvd we found in the house when we moved in. Earlier in the week Rachel B made the comment that period dramas were porn for women (this was after watching North & South), all we need to see is the man touch the woman's hand or stroke her face, thats enough for us (she also described N&S as four hours of foreplay leading up to that final scene on the train platform).

Now the countdown to placements starts again and for the next week the dread shall build up again.