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I'm Emily, I'm 18, and I come from a reasonably large town in Staffordshire. I'm an A-Level student, and an aspiring linguist, when it suits me. When it doesn't suit me, I'm a wannabe musician who tries to be well-read and maybe a bit cultured. Hopefully off to the University of Nottingham to study French and Spanish this September, if I knuckle down and get the grades. Surgically attached to my iPod, first class procrastinator. Frank Turner is a bearded god, and without Belle and Sebastian, I'd have been a very miserable person.

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Tomorrow morning is my final Spanish speaking exam.

Then I’ve finished the syllabus.

Learning a language to GCSE standard in six months is pretty doable.

Figuring out how to play Father’s Day on the piano because it’s way more interesting than English coursework.

Apparently my German teacher showed my (not very long) German essay to my sister’s French class, and said ‘Look, this is what your sister has written’.

I’m sorry, but isn’t that a tiny bit unprofessional? I know I’m a twin and so on, but when will he understand that NEITHER of us are that competitive, and my sister hasn’t even had a German lesson in four years - why it concerns her, I do not know.

If you value your sanity, doing two language A-Levels, plus English Language alongside, may not be the best option.

I don’t usually get stressed, but I’m about to start tearing my hair out at this mountain of work.

One more week of college, then a week of (slight) freedom, then pressurepressurepressure until mid-June.

Roll on June 19th.

Now, I’ve heard insults about having ginger hair quite a lot in the last seven or so years, however, this is the best one, I have to say.

‘Oi, Ginger! Ginger, you’re a murderer!’

‘Why?’

‘Judas was ginger!’

‘And?’

‘Judas was a murderer!’

‘Really, now?’

‘So you’re a murderer, ‘cause you’re ginger!’

My reaction was something along these lines:

Okay, getting sick of the stupid people now.

No, Egypt is not in Europe, it’s in Africa.

Europe is a continent, not a country.

Stoke-on-Trent is a city, not a continent.

Florence Nightingale revolutionised cleanliness in hospitals, she’s not ‘that one what sings that Dog Days song’.

How did you get to A-Levels? How did you even pass your GCSEs?

I worry about the intelligence of young people these days.

A girl in my English lesson today asked if a ‘pompous’ was an animal. When the word was described to her, she claimed she swore that it was an animal, and not an adjective for a posh, stuck-up person.

In the same lesson, she claimed that condoms are made of leather. The same girl asked once if guide dogs were also blind, so blind people could have friends.

She is seventeen or eighteen years old. I’m sorry, she’s either a) stupid, or b) attention-seeking. I’m beginning to lean towards the former.

Ich muss mein Deutsch üben…

I kind of need to get an A in my A2 exam, and here I am, still struggling with the dative case.

Wooo finally started English Coursework

Like a week before the deadline for the first draft. Go team! :D

On the plus side, I get to drop the F bomb and even the big C into a piece of work, many times, and give it in without getting roundly bollocked by my form tutor, English teacher, Head of English, Head of Faculty, and the principal, which would lead to me getting kicked out.