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I totally love school. I'm gonna do whatever it takes to get into the second year. I really wish I didn't have to work so that I could focus on music and everything that comes with it. Sometimes I wonder if it just wouldn't be worth taking a loan after all...

But here I am, working. And the teachers are talking about me. In a good way. Or, teachers tell me that other teachers are talking about me. That's a good thing and I'm really proud of myself.

But speaking of work. I was offered a shift at the Saachi Galleri in Sloan Square. I'm a desperate worker that takes on whatever I have time for, in this case this Sunday. But then I was thinking back to when I first moved to London in July. When I applied for a job there, the gay manager called me a stripper, or lap dancer (can't remember which), and some other chick didn't want to hire me because of the people recomending me. So actually, now when I think about it, I feel like having my Sunday off, focusing on the thing I came to London for in the first place.