So yes, I had a blog ages ago, when I was a little baba in year 8 or 9, and reading them back, apart from the obvious embarresment, it was nice to see a day by day journal of my life. Reading about petty arguments, boy dramas and parent nagging made me realise how nice blogs are. Somewhere to vent your anger, passion, love, and express your freedom.
Well, maybe I should tell you a little more about me. I have just finished my final year at Sixth form college, were I studied art, English literature, religous studies and English language. So I'm now hoping to go on to university at Nottingham trent to study fashion, something which I love. Fashion is always a commo
n interest for young teenage girls, but what I love about fashion stems deeper than just the glitz and glam of the clothes (saying that I wouldn't mind a vintage chanel bag, please) I love the individuality of every cover of a magazine, of every photography taken, and the idea and theme behind the photoshoot, article and runway show produced. Basically I love intelligence behind the fashion, thats what makes photograpahers like Steven Meisel so successful and inspiring. Sorry I went on a mad rant then, I will continue to act like a normal human being :) My day today was rather good, I had my last exam, general studies, which by the way my uni doesn't even accept so I don't know why my school makes us do it nfjenfjfnjkfndskj! It was awful, a whole paper on climate change and transport. I dropped science so I didn't have to learn about all that, so I had no idea what so ever. Maybe I shouldn't have lost the source booklet we got weeks before to read, that might have helped, well probably not. So we had four questions in Section A, so I though 'Oh we've only got to do four questions worth 11 marks for the whole paper, that's okay'...well I took my time quite leisurely, stopping every so often to rest my poor poor aching hand. Well I was WRONG...I turned the booklet over with 25 minutes left till the exam was due to finish to find, wait for it, yes a section B, with a question worth 25 marks. I was so annoyed at myself, how am I so stupid? So I rushed it all, writing the same amount for the 11 mark question as I did for the 25 mark one, definatly done fab in that one...But all in all I don't care to be honest, I'm free for the entire summer to have fun and not care about a stupid exam which my uni doesn't even take in to consideration.
After my exam I went to my friends birthday bbq at her house, which was lovely. We ate some fab food in the garden while drinking lambrini and wkd, (classy girls...) and just relaxed and talked and laughed for a few hours. Then we ate some more, we had muffins, and shortcake and doughnuts and ohmygod the cutest cupcakes ever...
xoxo
