Well I am in to day two of the course. The tutor might as well be talking Russian for all the sense its making. Last night I had two hours of homework - what am I 15. Then the boy came in with his mate, nicked my tea, packed his bag and went off to his friends for the night. I did the mock test - mutliple guess. Ended up on the phone till midnight or thereabouts listening to a ranting online poker player. Poker on the internet might be fun bit over the phone it loses something. But I enjoyed the conversation - such a lovely voice. Anyway i then woke up at 5 this morning. I have no idea why so I am now knackered. I have two more hours of homework tonight and tomorrow an exam - hooray can't wait. I am still trying to work out why I thought this might be useful. My only consolation is that I will have a qualification at the end of it and one that is recognised internationally and at some time in the future, i.e when the boy has left home it might help me to emigrate. Not sure where yet, just as long as its warm.

Tonight I have the dubious pleasure of three 15 year olds sleeping in the house. I have got pizzas and snax for them - I know its not healthy but to be honest I am too tired to care. So tomorrow morning the living room will smell and I will have to be very quiet when I leave for work.

Well must dash got homework to do.