I'm thinking about quitting uni. The thought kind of crossed my mind a while back, but now it's seeming like a viable possibility.

I did my exam this morning. We got to take the questions out with us and judging by the answers I put I got about 50%. Which is just shit really. It's not the only mark I've gotten like that either. It's not just that that's put me off though... I'm sure as hell never going to get a job in conservation. I couldn't ever work abroad and be that commited to stuff, and the kind of jobs you get in England with it seem like a lot of desk work and meetings and shit to do with granting planning permission. Either that or you have to give presentations to the public about wherever you work.
Even if I got the degree and got out of uni... When am I going to use a degree? The only jobs I can ever see myself applying for and enjoying are animal based ones, and I've already got a triple distinction in animal care so I'm already better off than the majority of people who work in that kind of job. It does kind of concern me that my prospects will be more limited but even then, if I can't do the work for the degree it ends up in the same place.

I'm actually thinking of getting my driving license and going back to Hadlow to do a dog grooming course. I wouldn't get any financial help is the only thing, but I could possibly work around that. I don't know. I'm gonna talk it over with Jacob later and I'm going home on thursday so I'll talk about it with my parents too. This just doesn't seem to be going anywhere.

I am home alone this week. Therefore I have taken it upon myself to do all of the annoying, loud, messy things that me and my dog are forbidden to do when the parents are about, because it is fun.
So I give him his Kong, with a nice big bit of squirty cheese paste in. I lovingly plug the end with a frozen banana. "But fruit is not meat, and therefore inedible!" he cries, chews the end of the banana off, leaves it in several soft, half melted pieces on the carpet, and gives up. 'I do not understand, human. Pity me, so that I do not have to use my pathetic non-brain.' he whines. The banana being frozen, I have no choice but to poke it further in (or go to the kitchen to get a spoon, but the kitchen is a whole 15 feet away). I poke the rest of the banana in, but he can't lick around it properly to reach the cheesey goodness. I have to hold the Kong for him, because by now it is covered in drool and he is too damn stupid to keep it still by himself and sends it sliding slowly further away from him until his neck is at a giraffe like porportion. After a while, the cheese is firmly lodged in the bottom of the Kong and is no longer able to be licked out. Unfortunately, I am too damn stupid to realize that throwing said Kong on the floor is not a good way to dislodge cheese. It is, however, a good way to send cheese flying everywhere; including (but probably not limited to)

* All over me
* All over the dog
* All over the dog's bed
* All over loofah dog
* All over the floor
* All over the french doors
* All over the wall
* All over the shredder

FML