Stress and Colleges

So, I’ve got to that part in my education when everything is being loaded on top of me. I have about 6 homework/courseworks due in tomorrow, that’s in a 5 period day. The trouble is, is that I’m not entirely satisfied by my coursework, and how good it is. It was given to me just before we broke up for half term, then I had work experience. So I’ve had no opportunities to talk to my teachers about my work. What my geography teacher meant by adding more skills to my Investigation 4 will forever remain a mystery.

So I’ve spent the last few days totally stressing. It didn’t help that my Dad popped over to remind me to do my Maths tuition homework, I was like, “I’ll get to it! I’ve got bigger fish to fry here!”. And then I saw a picture of a friend of mine from a few years ago, she had cuts on her arms. So I ended up just sitting at my desk sobbing.

I felt kind of guilty. I’ve tried to keep in contact with her, and it felt like I hadn’t tried hard enough if I didn’t know the full extent of what had been happening in her life in these short 3 last years.

I haven’t had to deal with something like this, or have been given so much of a say into it, but it’s becoming time to think about my next school, College! …

Tomorrow is my last day..

Tomorrow is the last day of two things.

Unofficially, it is the last day of my work experience. Officially I continue to Friday, which brings us to the last ‘last’.

It will also be the last day of me being a single child. A state which I have rather enjoyed being. On Friday my sister returns from Colorado, and I will have a sister again. Instead of going to work experience, I’m meeting her at the airport and ‘babysitting’ her, as both parents are away.

I promised her I’d get all my homework out the way, so I don’t have it hanging over my head and we can just chill and hang out. She barely knows me any more, and I barely know her. On the Social Interview app on Facebook, she put the thing that I get most excited about as Tokio Hotel. I will probably dedicate a post to them in the future, but it must be said that I’m in a huff with them. If she was still here in England, she’d know to put Star Trek, Zachary Quinto, or Heroes! Pfff.

So I’ve still got a whole load of statistics coursework to do, my geography coursework to redo, and music to do. But I ignore music because I can’t do it, and I excercise the notion of ‘Out of sight, Out of mind’ with it.

I’ve got this song stuck in my head:

It’s so catchy! I really like their songs Hash Pipe and Pork and Beans also.

Work Experience and Glasses

So today I started my work experience, working in the pharmacy and medical section of the local drugstore. I was feeling rather pessimistic about it, suddenly thinking that I won’t actually learn that much about being a pharmacist as I’m not actually allowed to go ‘where the magic happens’ and handle the prescriptions.

But needless to say, I think that I’ve still learnt quite a bit, and after all the stocking of the shelves I know my way around the medicine section like the back of my hand

It sounds sad, but I didn’t thoroughly enjoy all my breaks. There was nothing to do but sit in the staff room drinking tea and reading the Argos catalogue they randomly had on the table. It was much more interesting and relaxing to be putting out the products.

There were of course some low points, like the fact that I have to also stock the condom section. And I see worried couples scurry in, grab a pregnancy test, and scurry back out. There was also a guy who (I think) told me off for having a confused look on my face when he asked for a product that I didn’t know and couldn’t fully understand because of his thick accent. But ahwell..

I’m also getting new glasses…