Sunday 6th March 2011- Yummy Dinner and Chilling out

After a long day and a late night last night I really didn't want to get up today! When I did I had to get ready pretty quickly as we were off to mi mans parents for dinner, I love going to visit them. Its funny to see where mi man gets some of his traits from. Shouting at inanimate objects seems to run in the family! Sorry guys. I didn't laugh at the time but its pretty funny now.
It was a lovely day with them, after I dragged mi man away from watching football in the other room! I didn't really mind though, I was watching the Olympics with his parents and asking mum random questions about the pole vault!
On the way home we collected Sofia from her friends and we headed home to chill out for a bit. Well me and Fia did anyways, he went off to his mates to watch the second half of the match. All good fun,
Me and fia were having a laugh as usual, playing xbox and stuff. We didn't really do much the rest of the evening. Was still fun though.

Saturday 5th March 2011- Lie in, Walking and even more Drink

After a nice long lie in and a play fight (getting bitten and pushed out of the bed) I got up to have a bath before we figured out what to do for the day. shortly after getting out of the bath and getting ready I got a call from my dad saying there were on their way up to go for a walk, which I 'd almost forgot was suggested yesterday. Soon enough the parents were round and we were off on a walk to town, but apparently no one had told mum we were walking, and she'd worn her heels! With the boys marching off into the distance me and mum joked that they had the beer-dar switched on and they weren't going to wait for us!
A drink at the guildhall and we were off to Chambers. I like it in Chambers more than most places. We'd got our drinks and sat down when I realised someone had bought a magazine over with mi 'old friend' Ellie on the cover! What bugged me about this was we were all very supportive of her career when we used to train Capoiera together, then it was like as soon as she got one song released she forgot about all of us, even a little message to say how ya been woulda been cool, but no! I wish her all the best but I won't be thinking much about that 'friend' anymore.
After we'd finished our drinks we had to dash home as mum was off out to her friends house to watch movies this evening. As dad decided that he was going to mi man thought he'd be sociable also. Being allowed to go out with friends is a concept he wasn't used to in past situations. But i digress, with him off out I had the chance to go and catch up with some of my friends.
I spent a long time on the phone to a very close friend I haven't really had time to talk to for a while, we used to talk for hours everyday. now things have changed its good to talk when we can. Then I was off to mi friends to hav a few drinks and a chat about life. We started watching the film, Shutter Island, I really wanted to see the end but I had to leave when mi man got back. Was a really nice day still.

Friday 4th March 2011- Oh my brother!! You plum

The fact that everyone in my family has an idiot brother is an understatement. But I'll get to that in a minute.
I got most of my coursework done last night I thought I'd do the rest of it through critiques today.
When I got to college we had a lovely little chat-outside having a fag- about a certain couple of people who take the piss with the levels of work they Don't do and still get alright grades. We were saying how- when they actually come to college- these two come in an hour late and give some crap excuse as to why they late, then they take an hour of our tutors time because they've got so much to catch up on, then as soon as his back is turned they sit there playing on their phones! For those of us that always have our work done on time this is a major liberty as we feel like we should be given a break for actually being punctual. One girl i the year below us got her work in two weeks late and only got a pass regardless of the level of her work because it was late, I love that fact my tutor is good to us but after an amount of time of people using his good nature to their advantage it just becomes plain offensive!
When we got into our room we were all ready to start and my tutor brought up the same discussion we'd been having outside! Due to us all being ready to start our critiques he decided as the 'other two' were being given more time then so should we. I thought that was really good of him as he knows most of us don't take the piss.
Being given more time meant I could do my work without worrying about being rude through other peoples crits. I got my final piece done with and arranged in a way I could present it. Over lunch I started filling up my sketchbook with extra bits and pieces.
Around half one I got a call from my dad saying that my brother has had an accident at work, for a few split seconds between him saying this and the next sentence my heart sank! It turned out that a heavy roll of paper had fell on him and has broken his foot! As I'd already started packing up my stuff as soon as I heard the word accident I thought it best I got myself to the hospital to see he was ok. I walked down the hill from college to find a bus, as much as my feet were killing in my new heels I thought it would be no  way near as much pain as my brother would be in right now! As the bus finally arrived I got to have a little detour all round what seemed like most of the area on the way, I wished it would just go where it was destined to go!
When I got to the hospital I was greeted by my brother saying, "What are you doing here?" I told him I was having a tea party and what the hell did he think I was doing there! Silly guy! His friend who was sitting with him told me how long they'd been there and what had been done so far. My brother then said that because I was there his friend could go if he wanted to. I wasn't sure what reaction I would get, or if he'd want me there but I was glad he did! I was asked if I was still supposed to be at college or if I was missing anything, I told him it didn't really matter that I missed a few hours this afternoon as I think it was more important to be there with him! It was fun wheeling him round in a wheelchair that he and his friend had apparently 'found' in the halls and 'borrowed for a little while! Once the inital shock was wearing off and the levels of adrenaline went down he was really starting to feel the pain. I've never seen him like that before, it was a bit scary! But I knew it would happen and he refused to take any pain killers while we were there because he just wanted to get home. He had been told he had broken two metatarcles and had to have a 2nd xray to see that his ankle was ok, and it was! Thank god! The only thing he was interested in was worrying about his holiday that is in three weeks, and getting a cast on so he could leave! At one point I asked him how he was planning to get up two flights of stairs to his room to which he replied, "I wasn't thinking about that, until now!" Ooopps!
With a little hiccup when dad came down scaring the nursey types as he was worrying we were soon bandaged up and ready to go. I got his letter for his follow up next week and we went to find dad in his lab. When I asked to see my dad (by his name I didn't say I want to see dad, cos that would be silly) the woman on reception said, "Are you his daughter?" I wonder how she knew?!
Soon we were packed into the car with crip and his crutches in tow.
Shortly after getting home I helped him  wrap a bin bag around his cast so he could have a shower and he was off out to go see his mates. I thought I'd go see some good friends too while I was there too so I could tell them about the day. It was the last thing I had expected to happen today it really was. Round at my friends house we had a few well deserved drinks, as mi man came home from work I decided I wanted macdonalds. That was nice, I blame the alcohol! All was slightly hazy after that.

Thursday 3rd March 2011- Last day of the Project? What?

After being told yesterday that we had until next week to finish our work, I was most shocked to be told we had our group critiques tomorrow! I'm sure I'll get my work done in time. I spent most of the day finishing my sketchbook. So much fun, and finalizing all my practical work and making the most of chilling with my friends at college. We had such a laugh. Was one of those days that I'm sure we'll all remember for a long time. Is realy starting to hit home that we haven't got much longer together now we're all having interviews and getting offers for university. I'm going to miss them all so much! We were playing with clay and throwing it at the wall to see what bits would stick, I couldn't get it to stick! I think it was where I was sitting. My buddy jj thought it was most hilarious to wipe his clay covered hands all over my face, we did laugh, cheeky bugger I'll get him back!
In our tutorial this afternoon we talked about student finance for uni. Which was a big headache unless you happen to be ok with Maths. It was said that unless you've been living on your own for more than three years you will still be assessed on your parents income, so I won't be getting many grants. Grrr face! We also spoke about the costs of the course, if we enrol this year the whole course will be on that same amount of fees. At the moment in 2011 this is capped to the highest charge being 3,375. But if we enrol in 2012 the costs will go up maybe to as much as three times more! This means that if I stay at my campus and do a higher national diploma I will have to re-enrol when I do the BA top-up year in 2014, which would be in the higher course fee rates, this one year could cost more than doing the whole HND. (Higher National Diploma) This is all stuff I will have to seriously consider before I make my decisions. I'm not going to reply until I have all my offers back. I wonder if they'll all be as difficult as the offer I've got!
This evening I spent well over three hours on my coursework, I flicked though my sketchbook assuring the majority of it was in order then spent the rest of the time writing my evaluation. I really don't know how it ended up being three pages long! I did enjoy this project a lot! After smiling sweetly at mi man to read my evaluation to check it made sense I had a lovely relaxing bath, and went straight to bed. Really should get this blog back on track now.

Wednesday 2nd March 2011-Back to College

Half terms suck, I may have said before but holidays aren't really holidays anymore, even if I can't do any work I'm still thinking about it, still got to make sure I know whats got to be done. Got loads to do still but I wanted to do it while I was at college, not when I was supposed to be on a break.
Back at college bright and early I was informed that we had until next week to finish our projects, bonus!
I set about getting a functional piece of work made, as the project brief said should be done. Only a simple thing, but functional none the less.
It should be mentioned now that I don't like sowing, having not done it for a long time, I'm not particularly good at it either. so why I chose to make an embroidered pillow I don't know. It was a mission and a half. (3D Sculptural Textiles is a lot harder project than I 1st thought it would be!) I attempted to sow some writing on by hand. Which didn't work at all. Then I went to the fashion students room to borrow a sowing machine.Somehow I managed to brake two of them! Think they fixed them now! It was funny all the same, my tutor came up to see if I was ok and the fashion students said they were looking after me! That was nice of them!
Once I realised this really wasn't working one of the fashion students told me to try using a fabric adhesive called wonderweb. It is effectively double sided sticky stuff to iron fabrics together. I simply had to cut the letters out of one fabric-when it had wonderweb on the back, and iron it onto the pillow fabric. Sowing the two sides of the pillow and stuffing it was so easy compared to this tedious ordeal of the lettering! Going to try to sow things more often I think.
Just after break this morning my friend Kaytee (yes thats how she spells it) came to me and said something had changed on her ucas (university) application, and had I had that email too? I had but I didn't think much of it at the time, I figured that if I'd had an offer for an interview the university would have emailed me. She told me to check it because that meant I may have had an offer, and they don't always send an email, they sometimes just do it through the ucas site. So I ran up to the computer room, logged on and into the site to check if any of my options had changed. They had! The one course I really had my heart set on said I had a conditional offer, already! I haven't even had an interview! I was so happy!
Then I got to the conditions. One stated that I had to finish my current course with the grades Distinction, Merit, Merit. (which I believe to be on the path for already) Two was that I have pass Key skills level 3 Communications, they only do up to level 2 at my campus which means I'll have to find somewhere else to do that. My tutor told me that people doing this on an A level course would have spent a whole year studying and doing their portfolio for the exam. Not too sure how I'm going to manage that. My first offer was still very exciting! I called my nan I was that excited, and she likes to know whats going on for us as we don't see her very often. She sounded very happy for me, although I'm sure she won't remember what the course is called for very long. In the mean time I texted my brother and a few close friends, the funnyiest text I got back (along with a lot of well dones) was from my brother, it just said "Geek!Xx" Cheeky sod. Less than a minute later he'd texted me again saying he was only joking and was very happy for me! Over the frickin moon!!
Having spent most of the day faffing around with fabric and with all the added excitment I couldn't wait to get home and go to sleep. But we wanted to pass by Bear and tea's for chats, and to be more excitable. The boys went off out to get us a KFC, as me and tea both had things to celebrate. I was so tired when we left I don't know how I stayed awake so late.