Thursday, 16 September 2010

Things really are looking up :)

I LOVE COLLEGE ♥

Life is so different. Although I haven't changed yet as a person, I feel so grown up.

We have free periods. One of mine is from 12:15 until 14:45. It sucks. But going shopping when you'd normally be at school ... well, that's pretty cool, unless you're skint like me. Then it's hard to kill the time.

I've made friends :) I'm not gonna say "new friends" because it sounds like I intend to replace the old ones. Nobody can ever replace my Gary ♥ but they're really really lovely people and we all get on so well.

I can't believe I was in such a rip over my first fucking day xD It really was a stupid little overreaction and I absolutely love it there. It's just a complete change of lifestyle. It's brilliant.

Now, the subjects. I LOVE graphics. Stuart is a little frightening at times and very intense, but he's a BRILLIANT lecturer. Probably my favourite. French is fine, English is fine, and ugh ... German is unbearable. I can't believe I've forgotten SO MUCH. People in my class did their GCSEs last year and they're whacking out these massive SEHENSWURDIGKEITENTASCHENRECHNERGEFAHRLICH words and I'm just like, what?

btw, that wasn't a real word. That was actually "sightseeing", "calculator" and "dangerous" combined into one enormous, threatening word. They're a few of the words that I remember from two years ago.

So yeah, I'm considering dropping German. I'll see how it goes ^^

Richie is in my tutor group and my English class and I'm on my own in the other classes, but it's nice to not have any distractions. It's nice also to not be the best in the class. In French everyone was like, "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN" and I couldn't stand it, but now I'm surrounded by mature intelligent people and I feel somewhat that I belong there.

Our group is SO weird.
Richie, the master of accents, sexual innuendo and racism. ♥
Jeremy, German, but speaks better English than us.
Mat, who is very clever and keeps insisting that I sit on his knee and wear his glasses.
Callum, he blames England for the fact that he's cold.

and me, I'm just the black chick who gets sexist remarks and racist jokes from left right and centre. Strangely, I don't mind. It's so so good, so refreshing.

I hope things stay this good.

:)

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