Here comes the sticky pickle situation, if I don't carry on with college then I have no idea what I would do with my time. Let me take you to the beginning of my college escapades.
It was 2011 and I just left High school, with scraping the edge of the barrel of enough GCSE's to do whatever course I so required at college. I didn't know back then either what I wanted to do, I looked around, and applied for so many different courses but in the end I decided on none of them. I begged and pleaded with my mum to let me take a year off education and by the end of that year I will know for sure what I want to do with the rest of my life, but NO, my mum wasn't budging on me staying in education, so off we went to the first open day we saw at a college, me sulking and dragging my feet behind my parents. This college was literally in the middle of nowhere, but because I had my mum and dad following me around and staring at me, willing me to be interested in a course, I signed up to the first one that would have me, this ended up to be a floristry course.
And I HATED it. There wasn't just one thing I hated about the course and the college, there was a lot but trying not to sound whiny and unappreciative i'll just list a few.
- As I have already said previous, it was in the middle of nowhere. It was an agricultural college more than anything, so that meant they had a little farm, and they had an equestrian course so you could watch the horses galloping around and I will admit that was kind of ok but if I had a two hour break in between classes I would literally be stuck at the college wandering around like a little lost soul with nothing to do. If your friends were lucky enough to have a car, you could drive to the mcdonalds that was near by but that was the closest thing to excitement I came across.
- There were only girls on this course and I quickly learned that I can not stand being around just girls. Particularly these girls. Something about them just got under my skin and annoyed me, and I had nothing in common with them. Well apart from one girl but we've drifted apart and we don't speak anymore.
- I didn't like the teachers. A lot of people will say oh no one likes the majority of their teachers but, just like the girls on my course, niggly little things they would do would just get me so annoyed and eurgh I don't know, they thought they were so high and mighty and most of them acted all uppity and stuck up, I mean they were teaching me how to arrange flowers! They needed to get off their high horse.
- And one last thing, we had to do work experience in a florist. The only day I could do mine was on a Saturday and they were the most boring/freezing cold Saturdays I have ever spent. The three women that worked there only really talked among themselves so I would just be standing in the back getting in their way. It was horrible.
I quit the course a few months later because I got a job and probably would've ended up having a nervous breakdown If i'd stayed. Ok maybe not that far but I would've been extremely unhappy. So for the rest of the year I worked and this is when my infatuation with reading really took hold.
Although I started to get bored and I still didn't know what I wanted to do so I decided to go back to college and randomly joined the course i'm doing now. This course couldn't be further away than floristry plus there is only one other girl on the course and the rest boys, and I get along with her like a house on fire and the same goes to all the boys actually, and we've grown quite close. BUT I don't know if I like this course enough to carry on for two more years, this first year has been kind of crappy and we've been kind of put on the side lines and not done a whole lot but the teachers assure us it will be different next year
Although I started to get bored and I still didn't know what I wanted to do so I decided to go back to college and randomly joined the course i'm doing now. This course couldn't be further away than floristry plus there is only one other girl on the course and the rest boys, and I get along with her like a house on fire and the same goes to all the boys actually, and we've grown quite close. BUT I don't know if I like this course enough to carry on for two more years, this first year has been kind of crappy and we've been kind of put on the side lines and not done a whole lot but the teachers assure us it will be different next year
I just don't know what I would do if I did quit and it all comes full circle.
This still of Daria sums up how im feeling PERFECTLY!
And with that im out! byee xxx
(p.s. if your a wise old woman and would like to help a sister out with some sage advice I would really appreciate it.)













