is it normal to bruise when you get a needle stuck into you? i've had a few blood tests in the past and a few injections against different diseases... but i've never ended up with a bruise. especially not a big blackey bluey reddy weird looking one that seems to follow my vein part way down my arm. (just a little way, mind you, i'm prone to do a bit of exaggeration)

so i'm going to turkey and they want to know my blood type. seems logical enough. seems simple enough. of course i don't know it myself, but surely someone back in new zealand will. does dad? nope. does mum? nope. does my doctor (whom i have had since i was born!!!!)? nope. does my little baby book? nope. hmprh - that baby book contains so many other randomly random facts. you'd think it would talk about my blood. however it seems that i officially have an unknown blood type. i must be one of a kind. but on monday the truth will be revealed. i'll even be given a little card that i can put in my wallet and show off. and i will show it off. i've been missing out on showing it off for the last 23 years! it's a pretty big deal. really. it is.

in other exciting, world breaking news... i ran out of milk and had to eat cornflakes with water this morning. that wasn't the news. i just saw my bowl and remembered. anyway. so yeah. today i gave this presentation. it was quite the big deal, with a panel of four lecturers, arguing back and forth (though luckily more with each other than with me...) and asking questions. it's actually worth more than an entire class so i hope i did okay.

i'm nearing the end. i'm nearing the light. i'm nearing insanity too. this weekend will be one of plenty of work but hopefully plenty of work leading to one completed masters thesis. my only slight concern is that i met my supervisor again today and he wants me to resend everything through to him on monday. which i don't like the sounds of as i'm printing it all off and handing it in next friday. oooh, one week away.

so yeah. soon you will be hearing a happy me. a happy me with no more thesis. and no more school as next friday is the last day of term. i think i can afford to be happy for perhaps two days and then i will have to drop back to reality as the dreaded oral exams approach.