BCC it shall be...

Quote of the moment: BCC, with a B in Maths

That's what I need, it seems... to scrape myself into Cardiff/Bath next year... Have emails from both admissions tutors confirming it, so now I just need to get my arse in gear and sort my maths out... tis a relief to know I don't need to touch Chemistry or Physics again... :D

Hopefully I shall be off to a "Crammer" soon, like start of September time, and I shall do oodles of maths, more maths and only maths (I wish I could watch Podgy's expression when she reads this) :D Then hopefully I can take my maths exams in January, or maybe even November, and bugger off and do something useful/worthwhile... Perhaps go somewhere hot and work for a well project or something... burn off the podge... or my mum found a leaflet while we were on holiday, about restoring the Droitwich canal... Again, Civ. Eng. related... Anyway, tres ambitious thinking at the moment! TBH I never really considered taking a gap year, I was always planning on going to Uni straight away, getting on with life, because with a 4 year course plus a year's training at Sandhurst (fingers crossed) I'll have a while still til I actually start doing something... But now that I do have hopefully at lest 6 months free, I'm amusing myself by pondering the possibilities...

Other news: My (my mum's) car, newly back from having the rear something or other fixed, which got cracked when I reversed into a wheely bin (as well as the window), has a new battle scar: Vince, a touch worse for wear on Friday night, didnt manage to push the garage door up properly, and it dropped on the bonnet as I drove in... OOOPS.

Also: Having read "Sleepers" while canal-tripping, in which the kid's favourite book is the Count of Monte Cristo (by Alexandre Dumas, also author of "The Three Musketeers"), guess what I'm now reading... tis HUGE... the size of Harry Potter 5, but in 8 point text (I think). Anyway, tis tiny text and very thin paper, being a Penguin Classic of the £1 variety... I started it this morning and, in between emailing Universities and watching the olympics, have reached page 127... of 1078... so about 1/8th of the way, if my D-grade maths can hack that... It's apperently the first unabridged translation (from the original french) for 150 years, because the Victorians didn't like the opium induced sexual fantasies and other delights, and edited them out... Lol... Tis actually a pro book, even though there's barely any of that anyway :P

Did anyone appart from me see the Olympic womens Volleyball quarterfinal today? Russia vs South Korea... Korea getting owned might have had something to do with the tallest Korean being something like 5ft10, and the tallest Russian, Gamova (obvious pun from the commentator: can you guess it?) being 6ft8... stick thin, walked like a Giraffe... and scored one third of the total team points... Good enough for Jim?! :p

I will prepare a Canal Trip narrative when I can be arsed... which isn't now, because I'm going back to my book :p