UNIVERSITY
Accommodation - I moved out just last Saturday. Months on end of anticipating, nervousness and excitement that - apart from the last two - the anticipation of not-knowing what the place would be like, the house, the place, has come to an end. It was weird though, it's four hours away from Liverpool, and it was oddly funny to feel that I got teary eyed when I left my family and friends back home. Laura said it was funny to think that Liverpool was actually being missed. I thought it was too. I guess it shows I'm not numb as I used to think. About my OCD case, it's getting better.
But before that, let's begin with the house and place details and the uber excitement and sadness that out did my OCD.
The place is beautiful. It's like a cross between a country town and a city town. It has two town centres - a minie mi and a huge one that has complex passages that snakes around the place, as my best friend and I discovered after our failed attempt to find a place to dance. The supermarket itself are on a complete opposite part from the town centres and that's something! It is definitely a student area. Apart from the fact that I'm alone there and don't know anyone before hand, I would say I would like to live there - well apart from the issue with money, but I'll get to that later.
My room is bigger than what I'm used to. The downside to it is that when we came - our expectations were immediately dashed. First off, the money issue, for an accommodation that cost £94.07 a week - the place is below par! (Bridgette Jones' word) It was when we came that the room was dusty, the walls and furniture caked with what looked like dried coke, there was dead dragonfile on one wall (yuck!), the bed was covered in dust, the floor aswell, the room greatly stunk of something (had to use perfume, lush products, eventually a room spray and a fabreeze to drive out the smell), my lavatory (one hidden behind a door) was grimmy, dirty and it was blocked, not to mention the hot water tap doesn't work. The worst bit is the main toilet! Where to begin! It's a shared house so apart from my room, everywhere else is public. But the main bathroom: covered in murky green and brown facilities and wallpaper. The toilet seat rusting! EEEeeeeuuuwww!!!!
All that for £94.07 - which is a 435.something every month. Faaaaar more expensive than this place, my cousin's, where I'm staying for four days. My housemates are very nice. Or, my Lithuanian housemates are nice but my German housemate and her boyfriend are very nice. I could actually speak to them. They're here for a year, their last year of their course, and they're about 24 and 25 years old. Far more mature than my other housemates, who I thought were kinda childish.
Yesturday, my dad met some filipino guy and his family who we eventually all met (Laura and my mom came along with me). They then told us that they have 2 rooms to spare, well technically 1 considering how young their kids are, which they were reluctant to let to a student. Although they have been called several times by the Unversity about that issue. But then, they did offer me the place. Stating that it'll be easier since I'm filipino etc. What's good for me is the free food, the free television and whatelse. I'm sure they'd let me use them once in a while, and I need either one since ... well I'll get to that later. Realistically, I won't move in the first place. But I have OCD - a disease that isn't as rare as I thought it was, and affects a lot of people, some not even realising it. My OCD is that I have a great thing against tiles (dirty tiles), lavatory, and the toilet as a whole. I don't know why, but I can't stomach it and when I was at my worst I get nauseated, angry, tired and things just go on and on in my head etc. It was bad - now it's mild - occassionally resurfacing.
Jackie, my German housemate, was telling me about her auntie and cousin who had OCD. The auntie constantly washes her hands and sanetises it (which I did, it's gone down now), etc. whilst the cousin can't pay for her stuff because she wont', refuses to touch money. And her boyfriend, he told me about a close friend of his, who was deeply religious (I don't know how OCD applies to this) but apparently, he gets anxious about a lot of things, he wants things perfect, neat etc. that he went binge drinking just to forget the problem.
OCD is the reason why I'm moving. I want to move.
Lack of... - Don't actually have a dvd player or television for that matter in my room, even though I brought a couple of dvds with me. On the other hand, I brought my stereo set except I have only 4 (depressing) CDs with me - I left all my copy CDs by accident - and for that matter, I also left my antenna to my stereo so I can't tune in to radio stations. SHIIIIIIT! After I post this, or possibly tomorrow, I'm gonna take advantage of my being here and of the laptop and am gonna burn me some CDs to play. It gets lonely in my room. I've only been two days there still... But...
(p.s. I MISS JAPANESE MUSIC!!!)
Folkstone Central - I've decided I wanted to wander around, tour the place. But because of the night out between Laura and me (in the hopes of somewhere to have a drink, dance and meet people) - that whole venture has been stigmatised by the fact that STUFF IN CAMBRIDGE ARE SOOO DAMN EXPENSIVE!!! On Sat. night, we couldn't find any clubs or bar so we went to this restaurant/ pub and ordered Steamboat for the pair of us. One drink each amounted to £11.80. That's almost like £6! In Liverpool, with just £5 or below you can have four or five vodka, a pint and an after shock! OMG! I'm never going out in Cambridge - well not every night. How depressing!!! So here I am, decided to spend the week before University at my cousin's, two hours away by train. Close to a relative but also able to spend stuff on really cheap (bargain even compared to Cambridge stadard) stuff. Drinks for free! LOL! I will desperately need to find a job in Cambridge just to support myself, apart from that, moving to the other apartment at the Filipinos will save me tons and tons of money.
Mmmmm... my parents don't actually know I'm here though. My family actually doesn't know. Only my cousin's. OMG! The train ticket! I could seriously lament and start crying - £47.something! OMG! That's like half a quarter of what my dad left me to last the week!!!! OMG OMG! And I don't get my student loan til the 19th! Then, after three days more! Oh, I just realised how many figures are mentioned in this entry. GOSH!!!!
I got an open-ticket which last for this month, so can come back anytime I want really. But my mom just phoned in hours before and told me that my dad and his friend might come over! OMG!!!! They don't know I'm here!!!! SHIIIIITTT!!! I can't really detail the scenario, but my parents and cousin has this unfinished business between them which is hardly touched on or spoken about. So it's difficult. I just told her that I want to try out Cambridge on my own so that they won't come down. I hope they listen otherwise £47 is lost and I have to go back earlier than planned.
Oh crap! First dang on my mobile phone today - that one really made me depressed. I love my Samsung phone and it's got a boo-boo now! Clumsy, I won't even detail my escapade peppered with clumsiness. But I will tell waking up quite late due to tiredness has some points. I thought I was late leaving Cambridge, but as I sat in the train waiting for departure, a cutie asian sat across my seat!!! LOL! Silly me... but he was cute, so even if I got sorta dizzy because I sat in the seat opposite the direction the train was going, the scenary paid off! LOL! Mmmmm.... he was nice. I hope I have him in class! LOL! That's first cutie I saw. OH! And the people here are generally, overall, smiley nice - don't know what the smile entails to but I will keep an open mind.
- Good Night -
But before that, let's begin with the house and place details and the uber excitement and sadness that out did my OCD.
The place is beautiful. It's like a cross between a country town and a city town. It has two town centres - a minie mi and a huge one that has complex passages that snakes around the place, as my best friend and I discovered after our failed attempt to find a place to dance. The supermarket itself are on a complete opposite part from the town centres and that's something! It is definitely a student area. Apart from the fact that I'm alone there and don't know anyone before hand, I would say I would like to live there - well apart from the issue with money, but I'll get to that later.
My room is bigger than what I'm used to. The downside to it is that when we came - our expectations were immediately dashed. First off, the money issue, for an accommodation that cost £94.07 a week - the place is below par! (Bridgette Jones' word) It was when we came that the room was dusty, the walls and furniture caked with what looked like dried coke, there was dead dragonfile on one wall (yuck!), the bed was covered in dust, the floor aswell, the room greatly stunk of something (had to use perfume, lush products, eventually a room spray and a fabreeze to drive out the smell), my lavatory (one hidden behind a door) was grimmy, dirty and it was blocked, not to mention the hot water tap doesn't work. The worst bit is the main toilet! Where to begin! It's a shared house so apart from my room, everywhere else is public. But the main bathroom: covered in murky green and brown facilities and wallpaper. The toilet seat rusting! EEEeeeeuuuwww!!!!
All that for £94.07 - which is a 435.something every month. Faaaaar more expensive than this place, my cousin's, where I'm staying for four days. My housemates are very nice. Or, my Lithuanian housemates are nice but my German housemate and her boyfriend are very nice. I could actually speak to them. They're here for a year, their last year of their course, and they're about 24 and 25 years old. Far more mature than my other housemates, who I thought were kinda childish.
Yesturday, my dad met some filipino guy and his family who we eventually all met (Laura and my mom came along with me). They then told us that they have 2 rooms to spare, well technically 1 considering how young their kids are, which they were reluctant to let to a student. Although they have been called several times by the Unversity about that issue. But then, they did offer me the place. Stating that it'll be easier since I'm filipino etc. What's good for me is the free food, the free television and whatelse. I'm sure they'd let me use them once in a while, and I need either one since ... well I'll get to that later. Realistically, I won't move in the first place. But I have OCD - a disease that isn't as rare as I thought it was, and affects a lot of people, some not even realising it. My OCD is that I have a great thing against tiles (dirty tiles), lavatory, and the toilet as a whole. I don't know why, but I can't stomach it and when I was at my worst I get nauseated, angry, tired and things just go on and on in my head etc. It was bad - now it's mild - occassionally resurfacing.
Jackie, my German housemate, was telling me about her auntie and cousin who had OCD. The auntie constantly washes her hands and sanetises it (which I did, it's gone down now), etc. whilst the cousin can't pay for her stuff because she wont', refuses to touch money. And her boyfriend, he told me about a close friend of his, who was deeply religious (I don't know how OCD applies to this) but apparently, he gets anxious about a lot of things, he wants things perfect, neat etc. that he went binge drinking just to forget the problem.
OCD is the reason why I'm moving. I want to move.
Lack of... - Don't actually have a dvd player or television for that matter in my room, even though I brought a couple of dvds with me. On the other hand, I brought my stereo set except I have only 4 (depressing) CDs with me - I left all my copy CDs by accident - and for that matter, I also left my antenna to my stereo so I can't tune in to radio stations. SHIIIIIIT! After I post this, or possibly tomorrow, I'm gonna take advantage of my being here and of the laptop and am gonna burn me some CDs to play. It gets lonely in my room. I've only been two days there still... But...
(p.s. I MISS JAPANESE MUSIC!!!)
Folkstone Central - I've decided I wanted to wander around, tour the place. But because of the night out between Laura and me (in the hopes of somewhere to have a drink, dance and meet people) - that whole venture has been stigmatised by the fact that STUFF IN CAMBRIDGE ARE SOOO DAMN EXPENSIVE!!! On Sat. night, we couldn't find any clubs or bar so we went to this restaurant/ pub and ordered Steamboat for the pair of us. One drink each amounted to £11.80. That's almost like £6! In Liverpool, with just £5 or below you can have four or five vodka, a pint and an after shock! OMG! I'm never going out in Cambridge - well not every night. How depressing!!! So here I am, decided to spend the week before University at my cousin's, two hours away by train. Close to a relative but also able to spend stuff on really cheap (bargain even compared to Cambridge stadard) stuff. Drinks for free! LOL! I will desperately need to find a job in Cambridge just to support myself, apart from that, moving to the other apartment at the Filipinos will save me tons and tons of money.
Mmmmm... my parents don't actually know I'm here though. My family actually doesn't know. Only my cousin's. OMG! The train ticket! I could seriously lament and start crying - £47.something! OMG! That's like half a quarter of what my dad left me to last the week!!!! OMG OMG! And I don't get my student loan til the 19th! Then, after three days more! Oh, I just realised how many figures are mentioned in this entry. GOSH!!!!
I got an open-ticket which last for this month, so can come back anytime I want really. But my mom just phoned in hours before and told me that my dad and his friend might come over! OMG!!!! They don't know I'm here!!!! SHIIIIITTT!!! I can't really detail the scenario, but my parents and cousin has this unfinished business between them which is hardly touched on or spoken about. So it's difficult. I just told her that I want to try out Cambridge on my own so that they won't come down. I hope they listen otherwise £47 is lost and I have to go back earlier than planned.
Oh crap! First dang on my mobile phone today - that one really made me depressed. I love my Samsung phone and it's got a boo-boo now! Clumsy, I won't even detail my escapade peppered with clumsiness. But I will tell waking up quite late due to tiredness has some points. I thought I was late leaving Cambridge, but as I sat in the train waiting for departure, a cutie asian sat across my seat!!! LOL! Silly me... but he was cute, so even if I got sorta dizzy because I sat in the seat opposite the direction the train was going, the scenary paid off! LOL! Mmmmm.... he was nice. I hope I have him in class! LOL! That's first cutie I saw. OH! And the people here are generally, overall, smiley nice - don't know what the smile entails to but I will keep an open mind.
- Good Night -