Effort

I've probably worked harder in the last week than I did in all my GCSE's put together. Ok, bit of an exag, but I hope this all pays off.

College Is Good

I like college. It's nice not having to study things you don't want to. It's nice not having to register in the morning. It's nice having free periods. It's nice getting to leave for lunch. It's nice finishing early on Fridays. It's nice being able to wear what you want. I'm not really liking the fact I have to be up by 6am to get ready in time though. I'm meeting more people from other parts of London, and even a couple from out of London too, which is cool. I've always wanted to immerse myself in an environment where I know nearly noone, which I've done now. I'm glad I have, I feel like I knew more people than I wanted to before I started though. I knew 7 out of 250 people in my year.  Having said all this, I've only been there for a week, let's see how long it lasts. 

Family holidays are a pointless feat that few enjoy

Why do we go on family holidays? I know it's not just my family that make it result in a pointless argument about something stupid, worry about how much everything costs us constantly, and always end up with at least one person not being able to leave the hotel/villa/"insert place of residence here" due to being ill. Sure, it might be nice once every few years, but every year? I think not. They're meant to encourage you to spend "quality time" with your family, but most people I know seem to want to spend less time with their family after every family holiday.

Yes, these snaps were taken on my family holiday to Portugal. (and Seville for a day)

A Plant and W

 WEEZER

Eek

Shit, it's been about a month since I last blogged. Well, I've been pretty busy, I spent 2 weeks in Portugal, spending 2 hours driving from one typical European coastal town to another. For anyone who doesn't know what a typical small European coastal town is, a town with about 7,000 people, colourful flats, cobbled pedestrianised streets, coffee shops, people sitting on their doorsteps, and a town square. It was shit. After a few days back in the country, which included receiving my GCSE results (2 A*s in Eng Lit and Lang, A's in History, Maths, 3 Science, Food tech, and erm...  1 C) I headed to my first ever music festival. Reading 2010. I'll cover it in more detail tomorrow, when I get the film from my disposable cameras back.