My tutors have sense of humor at least.
Bastards gave me fake results for my national diploma, saying "FAIL FAIL FAIL, SEE YOUR TUTORS ABOUT RESITTING THE YEAR".

Then it went on to give reasons why i failed..."Living in a place so remote it has its own boarder control", "Bringing a worn out Winblows laptop into Area51 & causing several of your peers to require design councelling"...all seems a bit jokey...

Them all smirking at me while im reading the page didnt help conseal the fact that they wernt real either.
so anyway, i got Distinction Merit Merit, & im into uni (woo).
its all seeming a bit surreal now...but im sure come freshers week it'll all sink in (& be AWESOME).

Aye, the final show went really well. Set up my stand ON THE DAY, in about 4 hours. wore a suit jacket & everything.
& now im back home & covered in mud & wet from the rain & my clothes are covered in shit...urgh...fucking builder parents...pain in the arse when you've not been living here for 2 years & suddenly get thrown back into it.

And aside from the job that me & some of our class were offered at the show, ive nothing to do this summer.

Makin websites for people should get an at least entertaining amount of cash in, & also be some good experience along the way.

=]




yaaay