saturday, october 14 | 1:40 pm.
I'm not that depressed anymore, even though today I have every reason to be, because I locked myself out of my room, and then got lost when we went to this stupid societies thing. Justin was super excited to go for the prospect of free stuff, but I didn't get that much free stuff at all. Except I did join the indie society and they gave me a CD and some badges. Now, because I got lost, I am sitting in my room all alone, while the boys are probably off having adventures. Oh well, I will get over that. Which means that I have nothing to do right now, so will probably end up telling you all about my adventures concerning not hating university, because I haven't done that yet.
So I'm in York. I'm not all that sure where that is in the country. The North? Probably. It is sort of cold here, but not that bad. I've not been wearing all that many clothes but did get very cold when we went to the pub yesterday due to my lack of sleeves. I am living in a dorm room on the ground floor, and live with some people. I know them all semi-well because we are forced to share toilets (one between five people) and a kitchen. Although the kitchen on our floor doesn't exist, because it is just a microwave, so we have to use the kitchen upstairs. Except so far all I've cooked is pasta, and that wasn't very good, and Lewis had to help me, because he is half-Italian, so likes to think that he knows a lot about pasta.
Lewis lives on my floor with James. They knew each other previously, and are my new friends. Except they might hate each other now because James is a slob and Lewis is ... Lewis? (James annoys me a bit actually, because he tends to just insult people randomly, which they often don't like.) I think Lewis has asked to move. I spent far too much time with those two, and also Ed, their friend from their previous lives, who lives over the road. Ed is great. Except yesterday when he was searching through my laptop he did tell me that he didn't like M.Ward, and that Stars are over rated. Which makes me amazed that he knew who those two were, but he is wrong, because Stars are great. Also on my floor is Helen, who seems nice, but is rather dull. Then there is me, and next door to me, Anna, who is very pretty and quite nice. She has the best selection of clothes in the world, but also seems very quiet. Then there is John, who listens to Kate Bush and Jimi Hendrix (Hendrix apparently vomitted in a room somewhere around here). He was playing Hurt last night on his guitar, but it was the Johnny Cash version, not the NIN's one. Then at the other end of the coridor is John and Ben. Ben has a bit of a silly beard, and John may be mentally unstable. He is also permentally drunk. Then there is Kate, who listens to heavy metal and gets drunk a lot, and giggles. And finally Ian, who doesn't look like he should be called Ian at all. But I like Ian. Those are the people on my floor. There are other people on the other floors, like Max, who I like, and Charlotte, who looks like Rose Byrne, and wants to kill James. (lots of people want to kill James though. Most recently it is Helen, because yesterday he drunkenly admitted to peeing in the shower.)
And now I'm bored again. I might make myself some soup, or some sort of food, because I haven't eaten since last night, with the pasta, and Ed threw half of it at the wall because apparently it sticks when it is cooked? I don't know. They are crazy. But I still wish that they were here right now, so that I could hang out with them. Ian is around somewhere, I saw him like two seconds ago. So are John and Ben, but they both have their girlfriends with them at the moment (We have been here a week and already their girlfriends are visiting????) So yes, now I'm less sad, just bored. I have two poems to be reading, plus a translation of Beawolf, but I have an awful lot of time to busy myself with those. Blah.
I need a hobby.