Classes began.
My time table says afternoon classes on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and morning classes on Tuesday and Thursday.
Every day I have two general class and one business class.

A teacher of general class is Joe, who is bright, male teacher.
The class began with intoroducing each other.
The second class was a discussion about advertisement.

In the business class, I didn't almost nothing but hear other students, because today's class seemed to be continued from yesterday.

2:30pm, I met Rebecca, who is responsible for work placement.
She confirmed my thought.
"Your top choice is international trading, and advertisement and computer. Is it OK?"
"sure."
She explained my CV would be sent around the end of June, and actually, a workplacement would be fixed late July.
I asked my biggest concern.
"Is there any possibility not to be settled my company?"
"No, no. You have several choices. You can surely work somewhere. Don't worry."
All right.

I walked on Oxford St. and Regent St. in the morning. Suddenly, it snowed, what a surprise!

London in April. It looks chilly...

In business class, we discussed about strike.
"what do you think of strikes by doctors, police, or teachers?"
Almost everyone agreed teachers' strike is OK, however, doctors and police are involed in human life, so they should not do strike.
But a few said, "All the people have the same right. Doctors and police can do."
The discussin became harder.
I couldn't take part in due to my poor English.

On the other hand, general class was fun.
We made a faily tale. My classmates are so funny.
"Princess went to buy a sexy underwear, then storm..."
"Prince bought a flying carpet at a blackmarket!"
I couldn't help laughing.