Rainbow...

OMG LOOK AT THIS!!!

Every little helps

I think its fair to say that, over the last few days, I haven't exactly been very positive about the whole supermarket work experience. And with good reason - in general, it's shit. But that's not to say there aren't occasional highlights that tend to occur, say, every few weeks or so.

Take the customers, for example. The majority of them look at you as if they've just scraped you off the bottom of their shoe. They're rude, arrogant and, broadly speaking, not very nice to deal with. But every once in a while, you end up serving a member of the public who restores your faith in humanity. Just last week, halfway through another miserable shift, a very ordinary looking man came to my till with a couple of mates. Everything was going as normal - no "Hello, how are you?" and barely even a response when I asked if he wanted a bag. And then suddenly, when asked if he was collecting "Computers/Sports/Something Else for Schools" vouchers, he replied: "No... I don't give a shit about kids."

Now, that might not sound particularly funny. It might not even sound very interesting. But the thing with having a mind-numbing job is that it makes things that would otherwise be completely ordinary seem like works of genius. And as long as I need the money badly enough to carry on spending my spare time stacking shelves, I might as well thank the everyday people like the good gentleman above for helping to get me through university. Well, sort of.

It's Friday

Yeppie it's friday! But I'm a bit sad that it is our last day of going live. But then again to hell with that I will continue posting during my break and share with you my days in my life.

I have really enjoyed blogging. I have exprienced a sense of belonging to a point where I have been completely honest. My fellow bloggers have become my friends, sisters and a brother.

So folks enjoy your weekend and as my tutor said this morning; "christians have a lovely easter holiday and the non christians enjoy the holidays anyway". Later

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Is that all there is??

So our little experiment has come to an end, we are at the end of our online assessment thing so we're meant to finish here. HOWEVER, we (the fab six) had a bit of a talkie earlier and we've unofficially decided to keep our blog going over easter and into the beyondness of forever. Yippee. So stay strapped to your seats peeps and keep watching this space!!!

Orangina

Friday mornings are probably a chore for most people, that impending fun or relaxed weekend with the barrier of Friday in the way; but I love Friday mornings. This is where I am taught by the first teacher I've come across in many a year who gets my cranial juices flowing.

I feel the lull in the class and hear the soft breathing of those who are asleep during the film of the day, but I love this class. Is it right to censor journalistic reports? Are the Government conspirators, who consistently lie to their electors or are they just incompetent fat cats?

I never believed I had any real interest in politics until my Friday morning lessons; in which i have found that I may probably be more political than most and the lives of the voting public, revolve around politics whether we want it or not.

Some go to sleep in this class, but I wake up, things I have always known and had refused to acknowledge buzz around the inside of my head like the bits at the bottom of a bottle of Orangina... Thank crunchie it's Friday!


Orangina now you see her... la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la....!!


p.s
Apparently this is it... It's been real, real therapeutic, Thank you and goodbye xx

FIN

So, our assessment deadline has hit and we have the right to cease posting. HOWEVER, I was unaware of the fact that we weren't supposed to carry on posting after easter. I still have a bajillion festival recommendations to hurl at you beautiful summer children, and so am going to continue posting over the chocolate egg season.

That, my darling dears, is dedication.

So all that remains is to say auf wiedersehen for now, and I'll be back again soon for a touch more of the old bloggaroo.
Happy Easter.
May your eggs be large and your chicks be fluffy.

We're all the same, aren't we??

When I first moved into halls at the end of last August to say it was a culture shock is the biggest understatement ever. Suddenly here I was coming straight from my gap year of work and travel and been thrown into a hugely mixed campus. Where I live up north there are hardly any people of black, Asian or mixed race. In fact both my primary and secondary schools were 100% white and it wasn’t until I went to a private school for the sixth form that I actually ‘knew’ a person who wasn’t white. Now a lot of people won’t be able to understand this because most of my university friends are from the greater London area and therefore used to a mixed race environment but to me London is like this great bustling city full of people who are all different and who all have something else to give to our ever evolving culture.

However, there is a slight problem. Language and dialect. I don’t think that I speak very broad Yorkshirish but I just can’t understand what people say sometimes!! It’s not just how people talk either sometimes it’s what they say. Take my housemate who lives in the centre of London, if I ever say something and you’d normally respond ‘Really?’ she says ‘Innit?’ and the first time she said it I didn’t have a clue what it meant! but that’s the thing about been at uni, you have to learn and adapt to other people and how they work, I mean after all isn’t that all part of the uni experience??