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Ah, here I am again.
My last week of work experience is coming up. And I am going to be so happy it shall be Thursday evening 16.45. Heading to my locker for the last time. Getting changed. Walking out, knowing I won't come back again. Driving home. And eeeeek.
I sure will miss it though. The people there were so niiiice and hilarious. Oh, man.
Anyway, last Thursday someone of my school came to see how I was doing and such. And I was a bit scared because most of the times I screw up my work experiences. So I kind of figured this one would be no less. But then the woman from my school said I was doing fine. And then she also talked to someone I work with there and she said that I was doing well and throughout the weeks I was getting better and better. And that I shouldn't worry about a thing. And phew man.
So all I have to do is do what I'm doing. And make sure my assignment I have to do is also good.
Then I will be able to go into holidays with a phew feeling. And really enjoy my holidays. Which I'm sure I will.
Because helllooooooo, I'm going to London, baby! I have been wanting to go to London ever since I was about 12 or so. And my mum always said that one day we'd go. But we never did. So now I'm going with my two best friends. And yaaaaaaaaaay. I'm leaving on Saturday, taking the train of 7(!)am to Brussels. Then we have to find the Eurostar thingy which leaves around 9, I believe. And we're in London around 11, or so I believe. Not sure. But anyway, we're staying there until Tuesday, and leaving there around 2pm. Which makes me being home around 7pm. And maaaaan, I so look forward to it.
So then I have Wednesday, to study, seeing I have an exam on Monday, woopsie.
And then I leave Thursday morning at 6(!)am to Germany. My sister and her boyfriend, and her boyfriend's brother and me are going to Germany. I have this great relationship with my sister. She's just the best and I love her. Although she can be a pain in the real ass sometimes. I love her to death. And her boyfriend is just amazing and hilarious. Lmfao. And his brother is like him. Hilarious and ironic. And well...
Last year we went to the Ardennen and I just laughed the whole 4 days we were there. Lmfao, man. So now we're going to Germany, leaving on Thursday, coming back on Sunday.
So after that it's back to school for me.
And happy football note.
Liverpool woooooooon. Against Everton. mwhahahaha, losers.
There was no Xabi though.
No Torres.
And no Agger.
Not even a Harry Kewell. Sigh.
I still have hope. One day they'll all be back. I have hope.
So we still have the ability to win. So bring on Wednesday and Saturday. Woop.
My last week of work experience is coming up. And I am going to be so happy it shall be Thursday evening 16.45. Heading to my locker for the last time. Getting changed. Walking out, knowing I won't come back again. Driving home. And eeeeek.
I sure will miss it though. The people there were so niiiice and hilarious. Oh, man.
Anyway, last Thursday someone of my school came to see how I was doing and such. And I was a bit scared because most of the times I screw up my work experiences. So I kind of figured this one would be no less. But then the woman from my school said I was doing fine. And then she also talked to someone I work with there and she said that I was doing well and throughout the weeks I was getting better and better. And that I shouldn't worry about a thing. And phew man.
So all I have to do is do what I'm doing. And make sure my assignment I have to do is also good.
Then I will be able to go into holidays with a phew feeling. And really enjoy my holidays. Which I'm sure I will.
Because helllooooooo, I'm going to London, baby! I have been wanting to go to London ever since I was about 12 or so. And my mum always said that one day we'd go. But we never did. So now I'm going with my two best friends. And yaaaaaaaaaay. I'm leaving on Saturday, taking the train of 7(!)am to Brussels. Then we have to find the Eurostar thingy which leaves around 9, I believe. And we're in London around 11, or so I believe. Not sure. But anyway, we're staying there until Tuesday, and leaving there around 2pm. Which makes me being home around 7pm. And maaaaan, I so look forward to it.
So then I have Wednesday, to study, seeing I have an exam on Monday, woopsie.
And then I leave Thursday morning at 6(!)am to Germany. My sister and her boyfriend, and her boyfriend's brother and me are going to Germany. I have this great relationship with my sister. She's just the best and I love her. Although she can be a pain in the real ass sometimes. I love her to death. And her boyfriend is just amazing and hilarious. Lmfao. And his brother is like him. Hilarious and ironic. And well...
Last year we went to the Ardennen and I just laughed the whole 4 days we were there. Lmfao, man. So now we're going to Germany, leaving on Thursday, coming back on Sunday.
So after that it's back to school for me.
And happy football note.
Liverpool woooooooon. Against Everton. mwhahahaha, losers.
There was no Xabi though.
No Torres.
And no Agger.
Not even a Harry Kewell. Sigh.
I still have hope. One day they'll all be back. I have hope.
So we still have the ability to win. So bring on Wednesday and Saturday. Woop.