That Ginger Guy

This week has flew past. I should say that it been the quickest week yet but that would be incorrect and it would make people cry like babies. I don’t want to flood England with tears somehow..

The highlight of the week has been the photography as it involved playing in the dark room with the groovy red light. The dark room is massive and isn’t a poky small room like my grotty old school one was like. The tutor clams that their dark room is the biggest one for a college in the south. Size does matter it would seem. I might scan in some of my masterpieces I have made.

I have gotten in the flow of college now and is more relaxed about the whole thing. It is nice that there is some faces from my old school but not too many. I don’t feel so home sick if you know what I mean if I have few faces from the past. Yeah, the college couldn’t afford the whole body and only brought their faces.. Oh well.

David is a greatest person ever. For people who don’t know who David is, he is somebody who was in my form group at school and now is in Didcot Sixth Form. He invited me to Ultimate Events but now he have sent me the yearbook I forgot to pick up. They have some great photos of me in there however I laugh at a typo in the book. They mistaken a photo of a group of people I was with that it was in France however it was in Convent Gardens.

Wait I got it wrong. NAGs are the great people ever with the greatest radio show that your ears will thank you for. I listened to their unofficial show and named a dog, to find that it was good enough to win a whole month worth of flapjacks. Don’t have a frown on your face that you didn’t win, and that you are lacking a box of flapjacks. You can win some every Tuesday when you listen to their show, its true!