Dyslexia

For a considerable while i been thinking about whether or not i am dyslexic. I've only just learnt how to spell dyslexia properly. When speaking to Head of Phase about how fucked in the head i felt, but obviously not using those words [as it happens i didn't say many words, i just sat and listened] but during the seemingly one way discussion i brought upt he issue of learning difficulties. He suggested i speak to the Disability Support Office. I emailed them and it is £100 for testing. Takes the fucking piss. Do i look like i have £100? Do i look like a need extra time in exams as i can't read very fast and can't read [full stop] the names of drugs and strange protiens?

They say the charge is for an educational psychologist. I don't want an appointment with an educational psychologist. I want to take a tesk, an assesment, whatever, and then be told whether or not i qualify for extra time. I don't need help with learning strategies, i don't need to be told; use coloured highlighters and a reading guide, as i already do that. I know how i learn best. That is obvious as i am here, studying one of the most competative courses in the country. Retards.

I have 5, no, scratch that, 7 years of exams ahead of me, and if i qualify for extra time then i bloody well want that extra time. You know what's quite halariosu, i can probably type faster than i can read. Which means i can write faster than i can read. What kind if a strange freak of nature am i?

Today, i went to the library and it was packed, again. What anoys me most is when people who don't frequently use the library begin to use it during exam times and don't observe the rules which are in place ie. shut the fuck up and don't ahve mobile phone conversations for all and sundry to hear whilst the rest of the 100 people int he room are attempting to study in silence. Also, when a group of people sit next to me and start messing around. I can't concentrate! And, as has already been stated, i find it hard enough to read at the best of times. With annoyance so near the temptation to daydream becomes even greater and my productivity level falls well below what it should be. However, despite these obstacles, i was able to be productive today. I have learnt the entirity of the human immune system. And it was very fucking boring. My wall is now begining to look like that of a mad one.

I am a rastafarian fairy who shall spread love peace and happiness whereever she goes. I want to be a fairy and i very much embrace the rastafarian philosophy. This is what i did instead of revising whilst i was at home; i read the entire wikipedia page of rastafarian traditions. When exams are over i'm going to go and try and find some rastafarians to talk to. I'm considering dredding my hair. But it is a very permenant change, so i'm considering it long and hard.

Fuck the DSO. I might email Head of Phase about my dilemma.