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Did English exam this morning. As usual, I’m pretty bad about judging how an exam went… not a disaster, not the best essay I’ve ever written. I’m not sure – I made a fair amount of points, tried to relate them to the question, shoved in some quotes – we’ll have to see!

Anyway, Physics is at 1.30. It’s a bit more cut-throat than English, if you don’t know what to do you could just freeze. Hopefully that won’t happen

How valuable is last-minute revision anyway? I’m never sure. Apparently boys cram more than girls. Is it true? No idea. But certainly my blogging style changes when I’m nervous, all these rhetorical questions.

Signing off from the rather ugly IBM computer in the 6th Form area of the library…

This afternoon I found a mysterious letter waiting for me on the stairs.

Inside!

Inside!

To my delight, inside was a surprise posting from the ‘Brummie girls’ Josie and Lucy who sent a very entertaining letter written on the benches in school and in PSE, some drawings and two hats. With contributions from Nic, ‘a pen called Eric’ and a summary of the graffiti currently found at their school too. Who says everyone you meet online is a nutter? Cheers everyone

Right, got to revise. English and Physics exams tomorrow. Real AS exams. Good luck to me!

On Friday I was probably the most relaxed I will ever be for an examination in my life – AS ICT. I blogged about the circumstances here but it’s basically my exam ‘on the side’ – I’ve never been to any of the lessons but I have read the book. Anyway, I think the exam (OCR ICT – 2512) went well, especially the question ‘Desribe, with examples, the differences between hardware and software’

This weekend I should revise for English and Physics. And I will, I promise! Hence the shortened blog. Respective happy birthdays to Alex Trafford and Nic Parkes though.

So there will be a free vote on the issue of a smoking ban. And Patricia Hewitt will vote against official Government policy, says the BBC. And if the fox hunting vote is any guide, the Commons will take the complete ban over the compromise ban which left out pubs which don’t serve food and private clubs. It needs to be so, and here’s why.

Firstly, one must be convinced of the need for some sort of smoking ban at all. Now, I believe that criminalising self-harm is a mistake. It doesn’t work (see what happened to drugs?) and you’re treading on extremely dodgy ground civil liberties wise. But this has never been about self-harm – it’s about the very real threat of passive smoking.

You might think that exempting some places from the ban would therefore be a good compromise – because people could choose whether to put themselves at risk or not. The trouble is that the staff still have to work there, and for much longer periods of time than you will. Not to mention the fallacy that there will necessarily be another pub conveniently located nearby.

If the Government’s version was passed, these are the dangers:

  • You encourage pubs to stop serving food, which is exactly the opposite of what we should be encouraging given the binge-drinking problem.
  • You complicate and confuse the legislation and the message.
  • You promote cynicism about your eventual goals anyway. It’s no secret that the Government was planning a ‘review’ in a few years time, or that a future Government would inevitably head this way.
  • Our legislation look like a fudge compared to Scotland, Wales, Ireland and others.
  • You simply leave open too many loopholes leaving bar and waiting staff vulnerable.

A partial ban would still have been better than nothing, but now that we’ve got the chance to do the real thing, let’s go for it.

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!