So... I guess I'd better put this up and tell everyone, now. Not least because naranek will let the cat out of the bag for me when he advertises my job, if I don't get a wiggle on here
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I was born here, chose to go to university here (er, to the extent that I wasn't going to go to APU and the admissions staff were prepared to take a bet on me), am thoroughly in love with the place, and am more than somewhat crazy myself. The unusual people are part of the charm. Note that I display a desire to understand, however. :p
(Somewhat to my own surprise, the university has actually made me *less* neurotic and generally unhinged...)
*nodnods* If it means that much to you, I completely understand that. It's just that I have never been anything but an outsider here, and the places that feel that way to me are hundreds of miles away - Bradford, Scarborough, Whitby, Leeds, Halifax, Huddersfield, all the dirty grimy industrial towns and the old fishing ports - plenty of people think the North is fookin' 'orrible, but it's home to me. *s*
Everyone has Their Place. I know Cambridge is it for some people - just not for me...
Mrmm. Likewise nod. I am, obviously, going to be sorry to see you go, but I completely understand the need to be at home and, well, congratulations to you for having it so nearly sorted, and the best of luck.
And, FWIW, I certainly don't think the North is horrible, and would love to come and visit you, if I'd be allowed to. :)
And partly that I just think there's something toxic in the psychic atmosphere of the place - we used to joke about there being a Great Old One buried under the market square, but seriously, I've never known anywhere that had a higher density of inexplicable misery and mental suffering than Cambridge seems to.
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Also, there's the purely practical fact that this city is stupidly expensive, touristy and overcrowded and I'm sick of never being able to buy anything for a reasonable price.
Yeah. I love the place myself, but I doubt I could afford to live there without leeching off my parents' money and the weather doesn't seem conducive to my mental health nine months out of the year.
Amen to all of that. If I stay in this horrible hellhole for much longer, it *is* going to kill me and I don't want that.
Every time I get out of it I start feeling better (as in I am not hideously stressed, don't throw up before leaving the house because I'm scared as to what I'll encounter) and then when I return everything goes downhill again.
People have actually seen me *happy* when I'm not in Cambridge ...
OOI, if you don't mind explaining, what is it that you dislike about Cambridge?
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(Somewhat to my own surprise, the university has actually made me *less* neurotic and generally unhinged...)
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Everyone has Their Place. I know Cambridge is it for some people - just not for me...
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And, FWIW, I certainly don't think the North is horrible, and would love to come and visit you, if I'd be allowed to. :)
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And partly that I just think there's something toxic in the psychic atmosphere of the place - we used to joke about there being a Great Old One buried under the market square, but seriously, I've never known anywhere that had a higher density of inexplicable misery and mental suffering than Cambridge seems to.
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Also, there's the purely practical fact that this city is stupidly expensive, touristy and overcrowded and I'm sick of never being able to buy anything for a reasonable price.
Yeah. I love the place myself, but I doubt I could afford to live there without leeching off my parents' money and the weather doesn't seem conducive to my mental health nine months out of the year.
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Every time I get out of it I start feeling better (as in I am not hideously stressed, don't throw up before leaving the house because I'm scared as to what I'll encounter) and then when I return everything goes downhill again.
People have actually seen me *happy* when I'm not in Cambridge ...
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