An awful week

The world of college has started to become an inescapable fascist regime, and it has only just occurred to me that I should write about it, as it is something I have passionate feelings about. Although it could just be more apparent today as this week so far has been a series of irritating and depressing events. The feeling of college resembling Nazi Germany, became evident when they decided to introduce a ridiculous policy; you must have your i.d card visible at all times, if you don’t have it you are not acknowledged as a student or even a human being as you’re not allowed food. Try and argue with your oppressors and they will come down on you with an iron fist. For example when I once forgot my i.d it took someone till the end of the day to realise I was an unidentifiable object threatening their establishment. I politely informed the member of staff that I had forgotten it and assured her that I would bring it tomorrow, she then decided that this wasn’t good enough and ordered me to get a temporary one. On the way to getting one she then interrogated me and somehow came to the conclusion that if I was a pupil at the college I had been skiving all day and could not be trusted, a reasonable conclusion. A few days after this I received a letter in the post telling me I was deemed a threat to other students and if I continued to forget it I would receive a warning. Presumably after that I would be subjected to torture involving the branding of my student i.d onto my forehead so I would never be mistaken for an outsider again. The regime aside, this week has been terrible for other reasons, college has just exacerbated it. Firstly on my list of ongoing aggravation was Leeds festival. The release of the line-up was a long anticipated event which was ruined when I found out that ‘my chemical romance’ are headlining. A person trying to recreate mozarts 5th only using a cow and a spade would have been a better headliner. So I decided that I wouldn’t bother with Leeds festival this year. As well as this my laptop which I had sent away to be fixed, costing me £60 of my own money came back still broken. I should have realised that I probably was wasting my money after the I.T technician I dropped it off with couldn’t type using any other fingers than his index one and couldn’t spell the word computer. The shop was also in Farnworth a place inhabited by dim-witted people who have only just discovered electricity and probably believe it is witchcraft. I then was punished further by catching a cold, although not life threatening or enough to stay at home in bed for a week it is annoying and makes my breathing sound like that of the elephant mans as I can only breathe through my mouth. On Wednesday morning at 4 o’clock I was woke up by my own breathing believing that a homicidal maniac with severe asthma may have intruded into my bedroom. Unable to breathe I panicked and began to suffocate as I didn’t think to breathe through my mouth. After I got over this it took me a good hour and a half to get back to sleep. Mostly because of the cold but partly because I realised my usual Wednesday lie in had been compromised by the fact I was being dragged into college on my study day. Wednesday morning dragged on a bit because I could barely speak due to a sore throat and couldn’t concentrate on anything due to lack of sleep but I got home in the afternoon, the sun was out and it was warm so I’m hoping that it’s a sign my week will improve but I am not going to get my hopes up.