Holiday? What Holiday?

Whenever I say "I've been back at school for a week", I simply can't believe it. This has to have been the longest week of my entire life, and I wish I was exaggerating. I can't even remember having a holiday, to the point where the entire concept seems completely alien to me.

The worst thing about it is that we haven't even had that much work yet. I've had three pieces of homework. So it isn't even the work load that is getting me down.

I may not have started at a new college, but it still feels like I have entered a different world. I look back on the past fives years I have spent at that school, and wonder where on earth that school is now. Sure, I knew it would be different, but I just feel completely lost. And what's worse is that none of my A Level subjects are exciting or interesting me. My favourite (and in fact, the only one I really like) at the moment is Drama, and I know that as soon as we start properly working on the course, that will all change.

There are some good things about it. Being a student librarian, being able to walk into the canteen early, having a pigeon hole... you have to focus on the little things to keep you sane.

Today has been the worst day so far, not least because I had a big argument with my Dad this morning about something so stupid that I'm just baffled by it.

But to save this from simply being a dull, monotonous whine of a blog, I'm going to tell you about something fun I did on Thursday.

It was my friend Flic's 17th birthday. We went to her house after school and had an awesome children's birthday party, with pass the parcel and sausage rolls and all the fun things of a party. We then went to the theatre to see 'The Grain Store', which is a play about the Soviet Ukraine before World War II. But that wasn't the exciting part, oh no. Before the play started, we, along with 40 other members of the audience, had a banquet on stage with the cast as the other members of the audience we taking their seats. It was a traditional Ukrainian feast of Borsh (sp?), which is a spicy beetroot soup, cheese and potato dumplings and a slice of watermelon. Despite our fears about the meal beforehand, it was actually really nice and was such a great experience- just sitting on the stage, with all the lights on us, sitting with people who I'd seen in so many plays before. It was very surreal, and I've never experienced anything like or before, or expect I ever will again, but it was great fun, and to top it all off, the play was amazing too.

So some good stuff. But there we go. I don't really know what to say now... BYE!

P.S. If you're reading this, which I doubt you are because I wouldn't if I were you, hello to Alice and Olivia *waves* :)