First Week Back!

So, I’ve finally finished my first week back in classes! I’m currently celebrating with a sneezing fit in the IT room as I type up this entry. Yes, I’ve heard a titter or two already coming from fellow inmates/students as I wonder why the hell it’s kicking off now. Maybe I’m allergic to studying?

All jokes aside, it has been great to be back doing what I love to do, that is, being in the academic environment, being in a routine once again.

Not to mention that there are some really interesting classes this year, compared to last year, with journals in Writer’s Workshop 2, in which I can get away with writing about the obcsene poems inspired by Ginsburg, and talk about not reading but screwing (sorry Matt!), reading picture books in Writing for Young People (Where The Wild Things Are, fabulous!), reading chick lit in Genre Fiction (even when a girl complains how deeply offended she is by the term ‘chick lit’, calling it highly mysoginistic, and that we should be banned from reffering to it as such, even though the industry itself refers to books as such. What do you lot think? I’m not overly fussed!), and writing poetry to be yelled at in Performance Poetry. I’ll admit that I did skive Sudden Prose to go to my Comedy Society session, but after an email from my professor asking me whether I’m still in the module or not guilt-tripping me, I’ll have to drop Comedy for a bit. It’s only for one semester though, so I can chillax.

So, it’s been a good week, other than realising that using a manual wheelchair to get around campus is an absolute nightmare, especially when your lecture/support session is at the top of a hill, or the postroom has been moved to a completley inaccessable spot on campus. In the next week, I’ll be writing an official blog post about my experiences as a person who is trying to get around in a wheelchair/crutches in and around Bath and Bath Spa University, and how I feel that things could change for the better in the way that people are being supported and assisted in these situations.

In the meantime, my laptop is back to normal now the malware’s off, I’ve got a journal to update, and Matt is over tomorrow, so I need to tidy up as much as I can! Woo?

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Ouch…

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I haven’t written for a while, so I thought I’d write a quick post explaining where I’ve been…

9th September, in the afternoon, I was going to visit my friends at their house for a girly pamper session. Instead of going to the crossing, I decided to take the risk and run across the road, and as the cars had stopped, I assumed it would be safe. I didn’t think that there would be cars driving the other direction. I didn’t hear or see the car properly until it was too late, when a silver car hit me at 20mph, and sent me spinning into the road. I was rushed to A&E, where it was revealed that I’d smashed my tibia and fibula, and needed to be operated on. I was in hospital for five days, as I was operated on in the afternoon after the accident. I have a metal rod holding the bones together, and I’ll be on crutches for 6-8 weeks whilst it heals.

Because of my injury, social services decided it would be safer for me to go and stay with my foster mum in Hampshire for a little bit, so I can get used to my crutches and they can sort out some proper domestic support for me to come back to on Monday. It’s been nice to spend time with the children, and seeing people down here, but at least I’ll be back in time for Fresher’s Week, although I won’t be able to lug stuff around as I’m meant to as an Angel, I should still be able to help out!

And I’m getting the chance to start reading through some of my reading list for university, as I’ve ordered some to be delivered to my foster mum’s. I’ll miss my little foster brother constantly making tea for me as I’m working, and the bustle of family life, but it will also be nice to return to a reasonably normal academic life.

So, what a start to my academic year! Hopefully the rest of the year will be considerably less manic!