Today was one of those days when I regretted taking four A Levels. And living in Dubai ( Read more... )

I believe it is time to post, just to update on the first week of school issue. Well, just for anyone still doing GCSEs out there- please, please listen to people when they tell you you don't realize how big a gap there is between them and A Levels. Please. Because I was expecting a gap, not a small continent between them. All of the A Stars, and ( Read more... )

Well, it's finally here. The 11th of September- my induction day at E.C. Sixth Form College. Ugh, I'm still not used to that. I mean, I'm a Year 12... I'm in the common room, I don't have to do Science or Maths ever again, I'm doing AS and A Level performances in Drama... Gosh. I'm oldSo it's a simple day, nothing to worry about, only 3 hours... ( Read more... )

I don't know how I feel right now. I know I started my day alright, I got a call from Melissa which was nice to say she was back, and that cheered me up a good deal. Then I know I came online sometime around 7, and spent 3 and a half hours trying to sort out two friends, Steph and Rick. Short version? Steph dumped and took back Ricky 3 times, and ( Read more... )

I visited Jumeirah College today, after getting measured for my Sixth Form uniform at E.C. It felt like I was fucking cheating on my school. As soon as I walked in and asked for Sixth Form information, I knew I was being judged. But as soon as you drop the 5 A*s, 4 A's scenario, everything changes, and it's all: 'I'll leave a note and send an email ( Read more... )

Well, yesterday my GCSE results came in, at around 10 in the morning. Now, I can't exactly describe all the tension you feel right before you get the slip, but it's unbelievable. I just ran away with my two slips to be on my own, and saw a bunch of As and A*s, and then hurriedly looked for Maths. I saw Maths, read across, and then screamed. There ( Read more... )

It's hard to walk around in City Centre. It's hard to look around my room. It's hard to listen to Babycakes, even though for the sake of my reputation I probably shouldn't be listening to it at all. It's hard not knowing whether you feel this pain as much as I do. It's hard to cry, because once I start I'm admitting you're gone. It's hard to know ( Read more... )

BrokenHer heart beats in an empty frame ( Read more... )

jet-lag... hehehe ( Read more... )

Ow... my stomach hurts so much- I need food! But it's stupid Sunday dinner which takes bloody hours to cook and tastes so good that you gobble it all down in a hurry and then it's gone, and you just feel full. Hopefully ( Read more... )