this might have been my first totally normal day here in england: i got up (you don't care about me cleaning my teeth and so on so i won't write this down), i ate breakfast. toast. then i went to the shop to buy some lunch (an apple, something looking like ciabatta but definitely not tasting like one, mini-babybel and water because i forgot my bottle at home). the bus came 15 minutes too late, but i was still on time. i had english, we talked about the guy who invented the toilet, i don't know why we talked about that. lunch. then i was supposed to have photography but the lesson was moved- moved to the morning, but 14 people out of 16 in the photography class didn't know about that. health and social care, really interesting, we're discussing the four main types of communication (verbal, non-verbal, special and written communication). then i had maths. i went home, the bus came too late. pasta for dinner. kind of pilates (i don't want to get elephanty)... i'm going to bed soon.