Tupac's Resurrection...according to Becca!

6.30 wake up was horrendous. Was far too tired for my pattern cutting class, which by the way lasts for 4 hours. The class is quite calm as most of the students don't speak english but at the same time quite boring as I struggle helping with the language barrier. Luckily I have been given an english copy of their book to help.

Today I was able to help several students with zips and sleeve's quite impressed with myself. Although I do think there style of learning is so strange. They don't adapt basic pattern blocks, they literally re draw them from books over and over this seems like such a waste of time compared to how we learn, or maybe we are just pure lazy.

Several students wanted to know the names of their equipment in english so i spent the majority of the lesson going through the various words to describe fashion and sewing technology. Class soon finished and after lunch I had a class on Luxury Brands where I had prepared a presentation on Burberry and also slipped in some designers I knew they would be unfamiliar with they surprisingly liked Rick Owens so for future classes I am going to introduce them to some other designers.

For dinner we were craving Indian so off we headed into the city centre. The meal was delicious, far too full now though. Eyes are defo greedier than my belly. On the journey home a bit of a joke started with Becca as we asked her if she knew Tupac was back alive. She was like "Huh? Who is he?" I then explained he sung the song Ghetto Gospel with Elton John. The penny dropped, we then explained that he sung at the US Festival Coachella. The joke continued for a good hour after this, we even made her watch the Youtube videos and despite the word Hologram appearing on most of the titles she was none the wiser. Things got more silly when we started questing if Michael Jackson, Notorious BIG, and even Princess Diana had faked their death. Still believed it, no idea how we contained our laughter. Becca even changed her Facebook status to say how happy she was he was alive and that wherever he had been he had been working out, such a goon. 15 mins later she realised she'd been daft and lets just say we were crying with laughter. Bless you Becca, love you.

Well its 11.30 here, bed time now, need a good night sleep tonight! Night x