
(from here.)
I have spent the whole day involuntarily speaking like a man, damn cold!
It's so cold outside. I understand going out this morning with no coat/gloves/scarf/anything warm extra on was not a bright idea but still. I regretted this decision even more by the time the six billionth person turned to me and said "Aren't you cold?".
They're in a coat and they're cold, of course I'm cold.
We've just started our English Lit GCSE and it's come as a bit of a relief that I am enjoying it, even if it is early days. I wasn't sure I was going to like it which worried me as it is going to be one of my A Level choices and as I want to be a journalist it seems a little bit essential. My brother (currently studying creative writing) took it for A Level too. However (like I am), he wasn't too keen on the idea despite wanting to go into a career of writing. The conversion my parents had with him before he chose his A Levels went as such;
Parents: Any idea what you want to do when you're older?
. Brother: Writer.
Parents: So do you want to take English Lit at A Level?
. Brother: No.
This caused some confusion between the parents because they couldn't understand how my brother wanted to be a writer and yet the idea of studying English lit at A Level was so unappealing. Three years later they had the same conversation with me. Only, writer became magazine journalist. Hopefully, I'll enjoy it just as much as he did and do as well as he did. (fingers crossed)
I think the reason it seemed so unappealing to the both of us is because we want to be creative. He wanted to write stories and I want to write about anything and everything. English Lit seems quite constrictive, just essays. However, my brother said he got the occasional chance to be creative and besides you learn so much that helps improve your technique and knowledge of literature and writing which in the end should ,hopefully,be invaluable in the future.
Love V xo
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