note to self ; well pain isn't so fun.

today i had my interview at portsmouth, and i absolutley loved it. The interveiw was soo friendly, and instead of asking me questions about my work, he (Bob) was just having a general chat to me about who i was what i liked.
And then we were doing this sort of scenerio thing were i had to guess things, and basically it involved me guessing the age, name and job title of his wife, i was one year away from her birthday, i got the name wrong, but, i said she was a nursery teacher and she is infact a nurse that works with children. HOW WEIRD. and i then guessed the colour of his living room right, and said that he probably had wooden flooring and was right with that as well. Note, i have never spoken to this man before in my life. IM PHYSCIC ;)

And so basically, i really really liked it there. It was a really modern building and the art on display was SO cool. He said i'd hear from them in about a week telling me whether or not i've got a place. So fingers crossed :)

Okay so then the bad thing of my day happened.
On the way home in the car my kidney started to really hurt again, and i mean like i've never felt so much pain inside me in all my life.
I got home, told my mum she had to call the doctor and then just cried for a good hour. Thats how much it hurts.
Anyway, practically crawled into the doctors, and i had to pee in a pot (walked in on some guy having a poo - wonderful) and then the doctor tested my pee to find there was nothing wrong with it, but shes sent it off anyway. I swear if it comes back with nothing wrong i'm going to be like then why the fuck does this keep happening ?! So now, im on antibiotics. Isn't that just a barrel of laughs.

Tonight i've got to somehow manage to get my ncfe stuff together to take in tomorrow, even though i really dont want to move from this spot.