So i'e decided i dont want to go back to college this year. Im taking a year out, i've got a job just now so everything sorted. I'm going to Uni next year, which ill have to look into how i apply outwith a school or college, i'll see about that later in the week or next week.
I'll have to go into college sometime in the next couple weeks too see about re-sitting the class i failed this year. Haha, when i say fail i mean didn't go too...so yeah i'll need to sit the assessment for that, which shouldnt be a problem as its not a exam, just a take home and do assessment. And i need to see about doing the Spanish Night course with Matthew, so we can kinda understand a talk to people next year when we go to Cuba. I think that starts on the 5th of September. I'll have to find out how much that will cost. Shouldn't be anymore than 70 i don't think. I'm sure its only really paying for sitting the SQA exam at the end. Which doesnt hugely matter anyway. Its not as if i NEED a spanish qualification, but it will be good to have and will help with speaking to the good ol' Cubans
I'm so glad that i dont have to go back to college this year. The thought was really grim, i've been in education since i was 4 years old, i'm tired of exams and tests and essays and reports. A year out will do me good. That way i can put all my energy into Uni rather than a shite college course i'm not really enjoying and thats not particularly challenging. I'm gonna try and get some bar work to do at nights, as my days gonna be from 6 till 12 or there abouts, so i have basically the whole day to myself. Except from on a saturday when i'll be working till half 2.
I don't know why i do this to myself. Its like i enjoy being in a rubbish relationship. Like i enjoy being told no you cant see me tonight, no we cant go out on friday, no no no no no. Why the fuck did you say yes in the first place. Fucker. You promised you would take me out this week. For the first time in MONTHS im not working on saturday. I asked you if we could do friday, go out have dinner and drinks, but NO of course not you would much rather go to the pub with a egomatic PRICK of a so called friend, and one that should be at FUCKING HOME WITH THIS 9 MONTH PREGNANT GIRLFRIEND THAT WE'RE GOING TO BE THE FUCKING GODPARENTS OF. I'm so sick of being second best to everything. Ive been told so many times by so many people to tell him where to fucking go, and do i NO. Even if i try, he wouldnt take me serious for longenough to hear me out. Right now, i want out, i want out so badly. I've tried to be nice, that doesnt work, when im a bitch that doesnt work, when i dont care that doesnt work, when i care too much that doesnt work. ARGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then he fucking asks me if i want to go out on sunday. SUNDAY?! What the fuck are we suppose to do on SUNDAY, we both are working at 6am on the monday where the fuck are we suppose to do. Go out for fucking afternoon tea. FUCK OFF. I'm better than that, i desever MORE than that.
Im going up there tomorrow and hes been warned if he sits there and doesnt say anything like a smug little bastard then im walking. And thats it. Fuck this. Fuck Cuba, ill go with some one who apprecates the fact i care for them and love them. I'll go with someone who doesnt treat me like a fucking 5 year old half the time.
Im so pissed, infact i'm so way passed pissed. If he was here just now i would probably kill him. Or at least thrown various heavy objects in his general direction.
I'll have to go into college sometime in the next couple weeks too see about re-sitting the class i failed this year. Haha, when i say fail i mean didn't go too...so yeah i'll need to sit the assessment for that, which shouldnt be a problem as its not a exam, just a take home and do assessment. And i need to see about doing the Spanish Night course with Matthew, so we can kinda understand a talk to people next year when we go to Cuba. I think that starts on the 5th of September. I'll have to find out how much that will cost. Shouldn't be anymore than 70 i don't think. I'm sure its only really paying for sitting the SQA exam at the end. Which doesnt hugely matter anyway. Its not as if i NEED a spanish qualification, but it will be good to have and will help with speaking to the good ol' Cubans
I'm so glad that i dont have to go back to college this year. The thought was really grim, i've been in education since i was 4 years old, i'm tired of exams and tests and essays and reports. A year out will do me good. That way i can put all my energy into Uni rather than a shite college course i'm not really enjoying and thats not particularly challenging. I'm gonna try and get some bar work to do at nights, as my days gonna be from 6 till 12 or there abouts, so i have basically the whole day to myself. Except from on a saturday when i'll be working till half 2.
I don't know why i do this to myself. Its like i enjoy being in a rubbish relationship. Like i enjoy being told no you cant see me tonight, no we cant go out on friday, no no no no no. Why the fuck did you say yes in the first place. Fucker. You promised you would take me out this week. For the first time in MONTHS im not working on saturday. I asked you if we could do friday, go out have dinner and drinks, but NO of course not you would much rather go to the pub with a egomatic PRICK of a so called friend, and one that should be at FUCKING HOME WITH THIS 9 MONTH PREGNANT GIRLFRIEND THAT WE'RE GOING TO BE THE FUCKING GODPARENTS OF. I'm so sick of being second best to everything. Ive been told so many times by so many people to tell him where to fucking go, and do i NO. Even if i try, he wouldnt take me serious for longenough to hear me out. Right now, i want out, i want out so badly. I've tried to be nice, that doesnt work, when im a bitch that doesnt work, when i dont care that doesnt work, when i care too much that doesnt work. ARGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then he fucking asks me if i want to go out on sunday. SUNDAY?! What the fuck are we suppose to do on SUNDAY, we both are working at 6am on the monday where the fuck are we suppose to do. Go out for fucking afternoon tea. FUCK OFF. I'm better than that, i desever MORE than that.
Im going up there tomorrow and hes been warned if he sits there and doesnt say anything like a smug little bastard then im walking. And thats it. Fuck this. Fuck Cuba, ill go with some one who apprecates the fact i care for them and love them. I'll go with someone who doesnt treat me like a fucking 5 year old half the time.
Im so pissed, infact i'm so way passed pissed. If he was here just now i would probably kill him. Or at least thrown various heavy objects in his general direction.
I assume you already have the qualifications you need for Uni then? What were you still doing at college?