Yep, it’s back to school, being bombarded left, right and centre with exams…coursework. Aaaggghhh. Yesterday I actually dropped a few tears about urdu..of all subjects      Also had a very intersting convo with abu-ji about the frustations of being a british-pakistani muslim and society. Yes British comes before Pakistani as I really truly don’t feel pakistani at all! no matter how many times I try to deny it.

okay, catch ya later, calculator <—-(yes,that was from Ugly Betty)

So, I know you’re not meant to tell people about your dreams and such, but I had a really wierd one, where I’m at an interview at the college I would like to go to…and the interviewer is absolutley grilling me on the GCSE results I got and how I’m ‘not good enough’…you might ask what the point of this story is, it’s just that I didn’t realise how stressed I was about these exams….uff, better get revising.

On another note, check out this blog, I discovered from Boba, I think it deserves to go in my blogroll.

I’ve been on work experience for the past week…at Eastborough Junior, Infants, and Nursery school…just my luck I got stuck with some kids from nursery. Now at the beginning of the week I was really annoyed as I didn’t want anything to do with 5 year olds….but as I started things started to get much better and I found myself enjoying my self somewhat, having fun… the world is a funny place through the eyes of 5 year olds.            I met some very cute kids and I was just remembering them because today was my last day L, they were having a Eid party so I left them all happy.Here are a few examples of the weird but wonderful kids I met:

1. H- A young boy who used to come up to me, take my hand and smell it, after he was done sniffing he used to run off, leaving me to ponder…what did he get out of this?
2.  A-tantrum boy, he used to scratch himself, slap himself, bang his head for hours on end…I found this really weird and asked him ‘A, why are you doing that?’ , his answer ‘I don’t know’ in a spitty and lispy kind of way.
3. H- When I first met this girl, she was very quite and kept herself to herself, the staff used to tell me that she never goes near anyone or talks at all, not much changed, except every break she used to come up to me, sit in my lap, not doing anything and then used to run off to her bike, not saying a word to anyone.

 These are just a few examples; however, I will miss them all loads, crazy as it sounds.