It's been a hard days night

Hello there! How are you?

I made my triumphant official return to school Monday! Yay! I'm better, despite still sounding like a man. I was certain that with throat problems comes a mannish voice, then a sexy husky voice, but my voice is perpetually mannish and doesn't show any signs of letting up. So my sexy, husky voice will remain a dream for me...

The outfit I don here is a vintage dress from Attica, my H&M skinnies and my white boots. I'm besotted

with the collar detail of the dress. It's a bit on the conserative side, but I was working the RSPCA so I was rocking the innoffensive chic.

Lately I've been checking through gap year options and unis. I'm definitly to be studying fashion design, but the question is where!? I've accumulated a large array of prospectuses/prospecti, and to be honest I have been a tad bit over-ambitious with my options;

• Parsons in New York, which is the dream because I could only dream of being rich enough to attend there. It's alrady been ruled out, but it's a nice thought...


• The Academy of Art in San Francisco, which is my somewhat attainable-but-still-not-really-attainable option.


• Polimoda in Florence, which is much cheaper, and although I'd have to learn Italian, I pick up languages easily and they offer a free course in Italian.


• Esmod in Paris, which would be pure perfection as it's the birthplace of fashion and I already know French enough to hold a conversation without sounding like a twat.


• Central St. Martins in London, need I say more?

I'm trying to rule out places I want to attend simply because I'd like to go there, similarly I am taking into account that I am 16 and there is something innate inside me which wills me to make a break for independence and move as far away as possible, so I'm trying not to base my decision too much on the excitement of the city. I have always been an avid traveller and I love the thrill of being in a seperate country speaking a different language, but I wouldn't go to a uni based upon this.

Studying fashion is something far removed from what my eldest brother, Greg, is studying which is electrical engineering. Electrical engineering is something which fundementally will be the same everywhere, the laws of physics, mathematics and technology won't be swayed by London or Sheffield Hallam, where he is now, only the quality of teaching would be altered. The point I'm trying to convey to my parents is that to study fashion I'd like to be somewhere rife with fashion, somewhere where I could be inspired on a daily basis and somewhere which wouldn't get old for at least a year. I recognise that fashion exists everywhere, and the quality of my education should come before the surroundings, perhaps somewhere outrageously diverse and cultured would turn out a terrible place educationally, but I can't help but think I'd feel much more creative in a creative environment. Maybe I'm just dreaming that the grass is greener.

I'm begging for any suggestions/help/advice for uni, as I only know people who study academic subjects or who dropped out of fashion school.

And it doesn't help when every teacher emphasises that this time next year I will have EVERYTHING sorted!

So clothes! Monday - I picked up these little shoes £2 from the Tyndale community hospice shop on Saturday, and I'm in love. I wore my Walmart "Hard day's night" t-shirt, I love that I saw more Union Jack in America than I do at home! leopard print tights, of course! A 50p waist belt, tch shop again, a black primark strappy underneath my tshirt and my dad skirt.

As a recovering ill person, I have returned to school expecting to have kept up with all essay deadlines set while I was away, which is why I spent all evening after work tonight writing 2 essays, 2000 and 1000 words. I got that done, but that explains why I'm finding recreational time at ridiculous hours!

On the plus side, my mate Hell got me a get well soon prezzie, being the absolute sweetie she is! She texted me saying she saw it and thought of me, so initially I thought Oh god, what could it be? But she was shopping last week at the metrocentre with her brother, was in H&M mens, and remembered that I adore man jewellery. There was a sale on and she couldn't help herself. So come Monday morning, I was one happy camper! check out my diamonte-studded trainers! I actually know about 3 people who have the same necklace who are all girls, so it's not just me!

So today I wore my emo scarf (I'm sure it has a name, if anyone could kindly tell me, all my friends associate it with the emo movement and call me emo as a result, I dissagree!) trainers necklace!, a primark tshirt, primark strappy, tch shop wonder-shoes and a skirt i picked up at a clothes swapping event.

So hopefully my homework levels will calm somewhat over the coming week, because essays are bum! I'm off to listen to Janis Joplin and read Sophie's World.

Much Love!

-Sarah