Today, there was a heat wave. I saw an article in the Evening standard implying that the buses were so hot they were not fit to carry cattle in it - let alone people. Trust me, it really was excruciatingly warm!
Believe it or not, I only went Harrow College because my best friend Bob was going. When she left, I thought, damn, this was a bad decision. I could have went Preston Manor where you can pull computers up from desks or stayed at Ark Elvin, where there would, despite all the changes, be stability. I would still be able to see Mrs Saeed there.
Now I think, I am glad a so called bad decision led me to Harrow College. When making a decision, people think of the immediate consequences and think, oh this was bad but this was good. However, we cannot see the full picture.
If I stayed Ark, Mrs Saeed would have left and I would not have anyone who knew me well to give me a UCAS reference. It would be incredibly unstable and I would be around Syed - who annoys me - and Haydn - the type of guy who takes a picture of his d*** and shows it to people.
If I went Preston Manor, I would have hated all the rules.
It is perfect at Harrow College.
It is really supportive. :)
I got called around 9:00 am from the careers advisor at college.
She was unable to see me in College because she had a lot of meetings but she corresponded with me with emails to find a good time to call me.
I went to Northwick Park and asked the lady on the front desk if they did work experience and she said no. But the careers advisor has tried to arrange some for me. She also said that she would give her niece my number and email for her to contact me.
At 9:30 I met up with Madvhi and Nikita. We walked back to my house to check if I closed the front door; I was unsure, okay? It turns out I did close the door.
We ventured to City of London University. Madvhi went to the radiology talk and Nikita and I went to the Psychology talk. It was a 1 hour talk and I felt bored. I was 3 psychology talks later. But I am glad I went! I asked the guy about my personal statement and how to integrate Psychology and Medicine and he said I should link it with psychiatry, so challenge accepted.
We bought lunch and left. I wanted to go home but Madvhi and Nikita wanted to find somewhere nice to have lunch. I did not care. We got on a 4 to Waterloo. The bus was on diversion! Imagine, to get to the museum of London bus stop would have taken 7 minutes but the bus took half an hour. It took an hour to Waterloo. I often suggested getting of the bus and going to a near station and GOING HOME! It was ridiculously humid on the bus. I thought as if I was being suffocated! Madvhi voiced her complains as well, saying, Nikita, we should have really got off.
However, Nikita was adamant that we got to Waterloo.
It was worth it!
We had a beautiful view of London. There was the Thames, London eye and houses of Parliament. I feel the need to get out into London and explore!
We laid under a tree and ate then walked around.
We reached a water fountain.
Madvhi - Guys OMG lets go in
Nikita - No
Madvhi - Olugbemi?
Me-But I do not want to get wet.
Madvhi - Come on!
Me - But my stuff will get wet.
Nikita - I will hold it.
Me - (Reluctantly) Thinks this is stupid and ridiculous and we will be wt with no clothes. But then...
Fine.
So that is how I got soaking wet. The colour of my jeans started to run and my white shoes because lined with blue. My eyes became itchy and soon they were red and my hair - weave - was wet. My top was so soaked, that even after 2 hours in the sun, it was still dry.
It was worth it!
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The one above, I call, shall we go in?
The ones below are:
Immersed in Water (1) (2) (3)
The one's below are called: Okay, we are soaking wet (1) (2)
This one below is called let's go back in!
I need to sleep early tomorrow. I am going to the Cambridge opening day and I have to leave the house at 7:00 am.
I am so happy. I got a Chemistry A2 book for £6:00 only! It costs like £25.00 in store!
My brother brought up Mrs Saeed yesterday in a conversation. It is weird. Like I do not get to talk to her anymore. In Copland, I was in her class so much of the time. Most mornings and some lunch times and sometimes during lunch time and break time and we used to talk. Like sometimes about specific stuff but then sometimes nonsense. I miss her. She was a great person. It really sucks that if I want to find out how she is, I have to ask my brother and vice versa. Anyway, I asked him how she was and he told me that she seemed upset and I felt like bad so I emailed her to ask if she is okay because my brother said she seemed like she was not, but I do not know. She might not reply. She might. Only time will tell.
Au revior guys! I like that word. I found out that it does not mean bye but till the next time. :)
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