So it looks like I’m going to have to quit college …

For this year at least.
When I first started applying I asked my mum if we’d be able to move back in to the family home, knowing I wouldn’t be able to afford to run a house on a part time wage and study at the same time. “No problem” was her reply.
They have a really strange system for teacher training applications here that limit the number of courses you can apply to. 18 months after asking my mum if we could move back, I got on to my course. 3 days later she sold the house.

So 6 weeks in to my course we had to move. Yet again I was in the position of trying to find the money to pay over £1,100 a month for bills to run a house alone … but only being able to work 20.5 hours a week on minimum wage while having to find the extra to fund travel to college and pay for any resources I needed for my lessons (even photocopying).

The ridiculous part is it’s classed as a part time course. If I was full time then I wouldn’t have to pay council tax at all and I’d get about £10,000 a year to help towards living costs. As it’s part time I still have to pay full council tax and get nothing to help out … even though this year I’m expected to be in college 5 days a week.

So there it is. Looks like the hope of a real career and a decent wage is over (for this year at least). I guess it’s time to start seeing if there’s any work at the local pie factory …

Fear is nothing more than the lies we continuously tell ourselves in order to stop us from fulfilling our dreams.

glg (via symphony-in-g)

Here’s my ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. 

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Welcome to the British countryside.

Seriously. And I’m supposed to sleep how?

Seriously. And I’m supposed to sleep how?

It’s tomorrow!!!!

It’s tomorrow!!!!

Quite a heart warming story in the Daily Star today about how security staff at Robin Williams’ house have found TVs switched on showing comedy shows, including a Richard Pryor stand-up set, when the house is empty, and have heard giggling as if Robin is still watching his favourites. As one neighbour reportedly said, it’s typical of Robin to keep people laughing, even in the afterlife. And there’s always the chance that this story will bring a little comfort to all his grieving fans.

My only issue with the whole story really is the tag line they’ve used for the photo of Robin and Zelda. “Hanging around?” Really Daily Star? Really? Very VERY poor taste. I think you might need to have a word with the ‘journalist’ at work here and point out what words are appropriate so soon after an event like this.

To one man who truly did
Robin Williams
21 July 1951 - 11 Aug 2014
RIP

To one man who truly did

Robin Williams

21 July 1951 - 11 Aug 2014

RIP

O Captain! My Captain!
My entire inspiration for wanting to teach.
Robin Williams.  21 July 1851 - 11 Aug 2014 RIP

O Captain! My Captain!

My entire inspiration for wanting to teach.

Robin Williams.
21 July 1851 - 11 Aug 2014
RIP

I’m sure he thinks he’s more and more human every day.

I’m sure he thinks he’s more and more human every day.

The afternoon after the night before. It’s 2pm. They’ve even still got the curtains drawn!

When do I get my house back?

The afternoon after the night before. It’s 2pm. They’ve even still got the curtains drawn!

When do I get my house back?

The afternoon after the night before. It’s 2pm. They’ve even still got the curtains drawn!

When do I get my house back?

The afternoon after the night before. It’s 2pm. They’ve even still got the curtains drawn!

When do I get my house back?

19 Problems Only Brits Ever Suffer.

1. Using a tablespoon to stir your tea and just feeling … wrong.

2. The quiet shame of trying to open a window on a bus - and failing.

3. Not knowing anyone at a party so pretending to do something on a phone.

4. Never feeling more uncomfortable than when told to “make yourself at home”.

5. Speeding up to pass a fellow pedestrian then keeping up the ludicrous pace.

6. A shopper is in front of a desired sandwich. So you pretend to study a pasta salad.

7. Sorrow of remembering tea as it drops below the optimum heat.

8. You realise your polite smile is in fact a pained grimace.

9. Your quiet sorrow as someone makes you a different sandwich to the one ordered.

10. Being unable to stand to leave any social situation without first saying: “Right.”

11. You’ve said: “Looks like we’ve had our summer then.” For the past 2 months.

12. Offering 5p when it may not help.

13. Not quite catching someone’s name, meaning you must avoid them.

14. Tapping the unlit train door button to show you are in charge.

15. Not hearing someone for the third time, so just laughing and hoping for the best.

16. Nearly washing skin off hands not to put pressure on person using hand dryer.

17. Being unable to tell someone your name without adding: “By the way”.

18. Hearing an echo of you on phone and contemplating never speaking again.

19. The shock of someone taking the last roast potato without any warning.

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