Right...

so the college makes us do this pointless event at the end of every term, called Individual Learning Plan's. For the ILP's, each student must come in for a ten minute appointment with each tutor for each subject. The appointments last 10 minutes each. Thursday is 1st years, Friday is 2nd years. Seeing as Monsieur Castagnera and Elizabeth did theirs within the lessons whilst the rest of the class did work, that leaves me with seeing just David Brown at 9.35 and Nicky Whillans at 9.45. Yes, a total of 20 minutes spent in college, whereby they will look at my grades, tell me to work more and to begin revision. Pointless. It wastes two whole days of lessons, which so close to exam time seems careless, but the principal insists! So was diligently on the bus at 7.35, as per usual, at college by 8.20, sitting around for an hour and a quarter, going to the stupid ILPs and then work at Matalan at 11. Will probably end up at Costa Staines at some point before, for the daily caffeine fix (the 726% ratio is down to about 100% now, which is a significant improvement!)
The 'rents have gone to a health farm today, Hawcross Hall and left my cousin (and godfather) looking after me and Alex, which consists of picking monkey boy up from nursery, picking me up from work, feeding him, placing him front of the television and bathing him. Also, making sure that I don't 'run amok'. Like I would! Tomorrow, hopefully he shall drop me off at the station in the morning to get the train up to town. He's taken the day off to make sure things run smoothly!
No coffee-republicing tomorrow, I'm sad to say! London should take it out of me!
No 'concrete' plans as yet of the weekend, except work, though I have the feeling I'll end up seeing Matt for a bit, Joe and Cass. I'm also sure Amy and her Matt should fall into the equation somewhere!
Gah, must go get ready for pointless appointment no.1. fun.