Well this was interesting. My dad and I were walking through Roundwood Park – as you do – when they locked the gates! Oops… well, it was us and a nice dog-walking woman who wandered around in the dark realising that each gate was closed and that we’d have to do something. Deciding that climbing over the fence was too risky (it’s quite a high fence) we finally found the café people were just leaving so they let us out. Still – excitement!
And still – even if they’re a complete stranger the first topic of conversation with young people is schools. The nation is obsessed, and it doesn’t help that there aren’t enough school places in Brent anyway.
Ever since Nirrup came to talk to a group of us about university, and specifically Oxbridge (he got into Cambridge) I’ve decided I really must do something and get a prospectus or two. Cambridge arrived today – very nice, of course. The truth is, of course I’d love to go to somewhere like that, but at the same time I’m not going to stake my future happiness on something as flimsy as it. I need to concentrate on A Levels and even if I don’t have some terrible unexpected failure – who knows what will happen?
Don’t think I’m not determined or don’t care though. I’m just going to do my best… whatever that turns out to be and the Cambridge prospectus that’s currently lying on my floor can take it or leave it!
Does it say something about me that I didn’t understand anything except for the first paragraph?
Yes, it says you’re lucky enough to be far removed from the British education system
But I’m not lucky enough to be removed from the New York City education system
I prefer complicated to incompetent
on your floor? well at least it’s probably laying on some expensive carpet, or something rich people have
by the way
Bird flu in Turkey
Haha Good point