Adventures in multi-culturalism

[hathycol]

Despite all expectations, I may well have passed media. I spent the rest of my morning bullying myself into learning and also eating a rather nice baked potato. There was a moment of blind panic when I got into the exam room as my media teacher is INCOMPETENT. We have cover sheets for this exam, photocopied from January. They are dated as Januray, despite being signed for the new exam. Panicked. Much of class did too. Fortunately, it was all sorted out in time for the exam.

Which I suspect I did okay in, other than the fact at one point I thought I was going to die and also had to scarper to the loo at one point. I re-wrote too much of my conclusion, but it was better, as I felt Inspired. So... yes, that exam was okay, other than the fact that I thought my hand was going to fall off. There was much in the way of jubilation afterwards, though. "WE'VE FINISHED MEDIA!"

One bus journey home later, I approached Ormskirk with confusion. I live in a tiny little market town in the North-West that is famous for a church with a steeple and a town, Vikings, having a market and gingerbread, more recently potatoes. For some reason, we are having an international market week. (Except for REAL market days because the local market traders would probably eat them.) Friday was France Day, and on the way home, Jess, me and Day decided to go wandering around the pretty market. They were even real French people. Okay, that sounds stupid, allow me to explain. I was expecting, frankly, pasty English people to run these stalls, crying in a thick Wigan accent: "Come taste f'cheese!" or something similiar. Yet it was not so. Instead, these were people from France, who shouted a lot in French. I have qualifications in French, you know. Grade B at GCSE and everything. It's all disappeared, though. Someone offered me cheese (I think, she was definitely pushing cheese towards me) and I managed to stammer out "Je n'aime pas la fromage!" which is probably so horribly and awfully grammatically incorrect, and due to some weird teaching of French, it had a distinct sound of Scouse about it. Argh.

I then bought Clare something I've been meaning to for ages, because I am a sweet girlfriend, deep down, and watched an argument develop between Jess and Day.

"You've not brought me [the plural name of the item]. Ever."
"I'm skint!"
"So's Colleen. How come the lesbian couple gets [plural name of item]? I know I'M not loved."

I nearly died giggling. We then decided to be really multi-cultural and bought crepes and tried to eat them. Fucking DISASTER. I dropped lemon all over my finger and have blisters. I more or less threw it at Jess, who was shouting "OW! IT HURTS!" and Day then tried to see if the lemon burnt. He's in pain too, now. It was so much fun, though, and entirely random. Although somewhat painful afterwards.

In the evening though, I did more or less nothing except watch Big Brother. Ugh. Am obsessed. And today has been an exciting day of Homebase, yet again. This evening, though, there is no Doctor Who and I am depressed. *sighs* What will I DO?!

In other news, Clare and I have been discussing holiday plans. Need to do this:

1. Time off from work.
2. Buy tankini instead of awful swimming costume you've had since you were about 15
3. Suncream
4. Insurance
5. Form E111

Oh yeah, and BOOK HOLIDAY. There have been scouring of last-minute websites and more importantly, marvelling at the discussion of all-inclusive holidays. Wow. Swish. However, it would probably be cheaper given that the booze would be free.

[ETA: Congratulations to flickerswitch and her new nephew! Little Dylan sounds cute.]

[ETA 2: BY GOD! hannahbassill has got married. Between the friends having babiesm going house-hutning and now getting married, I feel very old and somewhat immature because all I'm doing is moving out during term-time and getting the Bog Standard Loan. Gosh. Congratulations to Hannah, obviously.]

~Hathy_Col~

Comments

[tashmania.livejournal.com]

Lol, your French was fine, 'cept it's 'le' and not 'la'. But it's minor :)

Glad the Media exam seems to have gone ok in the end, despite the mishaps.

I feel very old and somewhat immature because all I'm doing is moving out during term-time and getting the Bog Standard Loan

I felt like that the other day when I found out one of my classmates is engaged, and another girl I used to go to school with has just had her second baby. A third girl in town the other day; she and her baby have moved in with the baby's dad and are planning their wedding. When I'd asked all about her it was her turn.

"So Tash, what about you then, what are you up to?"
"Um, well... I'm, uh, I'm on study leave. Yeah. Got exams."

So I can sympathise :)

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

I know! Academia is all well and good now, but I don't half feel like a child in comparison to some people.

[sevenhelz.livejournal.com]

I would have thought it was quite a good thing that we are neither pregnant or engaged at our age. I mean, nothing against those who choose to have kids early, but it doesn't exactly make career moves easy. Live long and be carefree :P and at least you're in a long-term relationship, which a lot of people our age can't handle (like me, for instance)
xx

ps I'm also going to the Lake District :(

[shipperkitten.livejournal.com]

With our holiday we are going full-board. AI was quite a bit more expensive than FB but didn't include stuff like cocktails - the alcohol I would be drinking - only beer wine and soft drinks by the glass. Check what you get! :)

(And they take dollars where we're going so drinks will be super cheap with the exchange rate! Heh! Have promised dad I can drink over £100 of alcohol in two weeks *snerk*)

We would have gone half board because in a hot country you often don't feel like lunch, and can nick something from breakfast(!) Unfortunately the place we're going only does AI and FB so I'm going to get very very fat making the most of it, lol! :P

Where are you going?

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

Teletext rocks. We're just trying to get somewhere and we're not going as far as you! *is jealous* All-Inclusive I was only going by what I remember from going on my oen all-inclusive holiday in Cyprus, where there were selected cocktails and is the reason my Mum can no longer drink gin. *hugely amused*

Half board was the original plan, because I really would just fill-up on what I could get.

Where are we going? Ask me on Wednesday. Seriously, don't know. We've not booked it yet, although in an ideal world we're jetting off to Greece, because there are some dirt-cheap deals to Hikidilki (spl? Did I get the vowel wrong? I am so bad at stuf like this) and Zante. Somewhere hot with a hotel, basically. That's the plan, although Turkey is cheap. I don't really fancy Turkey, though, because I will burn and also two girls alone in Marmaris is apparently VERY DANGROUS according to my mother who made doom-filled prophecies at me. She's miffed that I'm off in the sun and she's going to the Lake District. *coughs*

Clare is coming on Wednesday and we are booking it then, going a wee bit mad on Teletext and at the local travel agents. (There are 5 in Ormskirk ALONE.) Plus the websites and whatnot. I am actually excited about booking it. Is that sad?

You won't get fat, you'll be so pissed all the time that you won't be able to eat! :-P Hee.

[shipperkitten.livejournal.com]

Your mum can no longer drink gin? What happened? :o

I've got no idea how to spell that, lol!

I think the Canaries are also quite cheap, saw lots of deals for them when we were searching for our holiday these past few weeks.

What dates are you going? Trying to work out when the lunatics will be around. Hannah's off next weekend and gets back after I leave... I'm off on the 11th of July (the flight leaves past midnight goddammit! No shops will be open, wah.) until the 25th/26th I think. Not sure about Iona and Enid.

Booking holidays is fun! I kept getting excited and then it would all fall through at the end (usually bad weather forecast or someone didn't like the hotel), was really happy when we booked! :D

Yes, that's probably true actually. Someone I know who was in the year above in school, who is now at Bath Uni, spends her entire weekly shopping budget on alcohol because it's cheaper than buying it when out, and they don't eat anything because they spent all their food money on alcohol! :O