I'm on a library computer in Bolton. I don't have much time, but I thought I'd update just to let everyone know that I'm okay ( Read more... )

I had a meeting with my personal tutor today, being Archibald. For some reason, I was quite nervous about it, which is very silly. It's not like I've done something he'd have to scold me for.
He mentioned my essay, telling me that it was pretty good. Yay! He also said that I'm a role model student. *sniggers*
It's always useful when your teachers ( Read more... )

I kind of wish we'd have gone through poems in such a thorough and analytical manner in high school as we do here in uni. Then again, the poems we had in high school were usually about mountains and grass and how the sun is like a woman (or the other way round), so it's no wonder that you can't say very much about them. Besides, Archibald is a far ( Read more... )

Ah, I remember high school!
*Flashback music and special effects*

English class in high school.
Teacher: Does anyone know the answer?
Awkward silence. Crickets chirp. Tumbleweed rolls across the classroom.
Finally I raise my hand, hesitating.
Me: Green?
Teacher looks happy.

Now, I'm in university, of course. So things should be different, right? ...Right?

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Yep, that's right. My third post in one day, and, yes, I'm going to write about equally interesting things in this post as in the other two. Don't worry; I will probably ramble less on Livejournal once I have some actual friends to ramble to.

Just had my last class for the week. I finally met my personal tutor. His name is David Rudd, but I think I ( Read more... )