Whatever

Better do a bit more blogging as have tailed off since Sunday. Trouble is that it's difficult to get to the Internet everyday, and I certainly can't when I am home, which will be next weekend again, good. I get the idea of writing every day, and I do, technology is the problem. Perhaps I should invest in a laptop. I'm concerned though, maybe too much about money. Every penny is accounted for. Clothes, one of my favourite things to shop for, and a great comfort, have not been bought since the end of August, this is bad! Definitely feeling the pressure to be stylish here, I feel I am failing.
Not the best of days today, not sure why, just odd things. The radio writing was good. The bloc meeting I'm unsure about, still don't feel I know what I'm doing I am working with someone, maybe I need to be more active and get together to discuss our role. I also felt very disappointed today when someone revealed they are setting up a theatre group, this was someone I had been talking to about doing this very thing. But there's no room now for anyone else in this person's management team so tough. I felt like I used to in school when one of my best friends wasn't being friends with me anymore, she would go and form clubs with other children, that could only have four members, and I would be the fifth. I guess I could just set up my own company of course, in rivalry, or would that be petty? I'm still not good at being active.
What was useful was the student rep meeting, I feel I'm doing something good there. And I helped someone (I think) with suggestions for writing something today, that felt good. Maybe after all I am destined to be a teacher?! I'm still worrying about the course, perhaps I need to make decisions. Too much unsureness about everything I fear at the moment.

Weekend rain

I seem to lose the ability to spell when I type, not good. It's been a few days, but so much has been going on, I think I'm keeping up with all the work, I certianly am feeling a little more settled here, and managing the course better. This is a funny weekend, the other two girls are away, so I feel a bit on my own in the house, but then the landlady and her partner are there, minus her children, which makes things quieter. I have never met such rude and horrible children as they can be at times. Does that make me seem old? I don't think so, I think anyone would be horrified by thier behaviour. I don't listen in, often you just cannot help hearing and being woken up by yelling. I wonder if they were to find themselves somehow listening, whether that would make a difference? It's good to have two fellow students to compare notes with as it were, we are all dismayed often, and shocked, but mostly just sad that someone must feel so angry, and maybe unhappy to behave like that.
I have been busy today, a slow start this morning, leisurely breakfast, then lots of letters and postcards that I'm behind in sending out. They are not a chore though. I then braved the weather, pulled on my floral patterned wellies, and strode forth into the rain. It was brilliant! Everywhere saturated with mist, and I was soon covered in a light dusting of rain, but it was very refreshing. I went down to Castle Beach, and just wandered. The sea was tremendous, I only braved standing right at the edge. The rock pools were wonderful, and I waded through, startling a few fish which fled from my boots. Definitely a brisk and bracing walk!
After lunch I decided to be very diligent and go up to the library, but was thwarted by the rear view mirror in my car breaking off as I was halfway up the road. This was scary, I've driven without a wing mirror before, but I think it was legal, as long as you have two rear facing mirros (which I do) It ended up with me going up and down the road from where I'd left the car to the house, trying to find something that would stick it back down. Double sided tape, rubbish, pva glue, equally so. On my 3rd trip, I found as well that I'd locked my self out. Which was very embarrassing as no one else was then in, and I had to text my landlady. Weird thing is, I kind of knew it was going to happen as I was going in and out. The little thought had crept into my head 'what would you do if you left your keys inside?' And of course I found out. So now I have to figure out a way of getting back in and how to fix my mirror back. I made it to the library though, so something went right

Lie in at last

I realised yesterday that I haven't had a really good sleep since the end of August, probably since my car was broken into and wrecked after being left in a Birkenhead car park. Since then, I've had so many things to get sorted, so many huge adjustments to make, that sleep has suffered. I moved out of my own house shortly after that to my parents again, rented my house, and moved to Falmouth for a year. I haven't caught my breath yet. It's taking a while to get settled and to adjust to the idea that I now live in someone else's house, with them, and with two other students. That has been harder than I realised. In fact, I don't think I thought very much about that aspect at all before moving here. I am slowly accepting that I now have just one room which is bedroom, living room, office and bathroom (toilet and shower in a cosy en suite!) to me, and that I do not exclusively use the kitchen. I am definitely an independent person, sharing is tough at times. I'm fortunate to be sharing the house with some nice people.
Sleep though. Last night wasn't too bad, it was only around midnight before I fell asleep, and I did manage to lie in, blissful. Tomorrow I will try to as well. Today has been a good day, almost every item on my 'to do' list has been accomplished. Also, I found some good things at the car boot sale so ebay can be up and running again, some money in at last, my poor bank account is crying and starving. Almost all to do things have been done, just a small matter of essays and letters to write. I'd better go and make a start, or it will be another sleep barren night.

Thursday, friday, saturday, sunday and monday!

There's been a bit of a gap for a few days, as I went home for a brief weekend back North. It was strange, but I felt quite nostalgic as I hit close to home counties: Worcestershire, then Staffordshire, then Cheshire. I've only been here two weeks! I do actually miss home, I never thought I would, but I even miss Birkenhead a little bit. It was a busy weekend, I seem to be permanently lacking sleep. The drive back on Thursday was very long, and very uncomfortable (so i took a cushion back with me on Sunday!) but it was great to get home and see my family, and talk to some of my friends. Sadly, as I seem to now be a single girl with a cat, I was even more pleased to see my cat, she was pleased to see me which was gratifying, I mean something to someone!
Friday was a day of getting chores done; taking things back, and more importantly getting money back, sorting out a few things with my own house and my tenant (it is an odd feeling going back to your own house and someone else is living in it) Being both landlady and tenant at the moment, there is a lot of house stuff to think about, not least that I really miss my own house, my own domain. Getting used to sharing a house again, and being as it were a lower member of that house is very hard.
I crossed off most stuff on my to do list though, and Saturday was a much more relaxed day. Mum and I went to Frodsham and did some second hand shopping - lots more books for ebay! Then we indulged in some take away chips and CSI, fab, I miss Grissom.
Sunday was unfortunately travelling back. Of course I left some vital things I meant to take: my flask of coffee which I seemed to be unduly upset about, and also my CD rack (mum persuaded me I wouldn't need it, but I do!!) and some books. I am bereft of so many of my books! There's only space for so many in my room, oh dear. But I made it back in good time, just over 6 hours with three stops which is very good going from Wirral.Some small excitement on the way was a burning car at Taunton Deane, I pulled in just as the fire brigade were arriving. It was a melancholy site, a blackened wreck of metal and a little heap of someone's suitcases and belongings beyond.
So much driving. I got back, and then had to go out again to Tremough to finish my assignments and post them. This is something I'm struggling a little with: posting work into public and having comments then made, but useful I guess.
Today has been more slow paced. I sorted out all my extra stuff, somethingI always enjoy doing, and feel now a little more of me is in my room, it is becoming more 'my room'. I have had my first lesson this evening, tutoring a little girl in maths and english, it was surprisingly good to get back to teaching. maybe that is what I'm meant to do, oh help! Maybe soon I'll find what I'm going to do with my life, with the rest of my life, at the moment I'm feeling very uncertain.

Wednesday aleady

Lovely evening yesterday at Miss Peapod's, it was really good getting to know people better, and having some enthusiastic discussions. Feminism was much argued over and interpreted! Today was a better day, fearful of another bad start like yesterday I was actually half an hour early for our first lecture. This was very good, and some useful thoughts and information came up. Tutorial this afternoon, and then very prosaically I need to go to the post office and the bank. Funding and finance remain something of a dark shadow over things at the moment. I am excited to be thinking about something original to say about witches and witchcraft for next week, but at the same time, I'm occupied in thinking about visiting home this weekend. I have missed my family, friends, and my cat. It will also be very good to return with my luxury items that wouldn't fit into my first carload down. Things such as my bookcase, more books, wellies and a warm coat, lovely! Oh, and some more food. My cupboard space is increasing as my little stock of food decreases. Still, the weight decreases also, the size eight jeans are within reach...

Tuesday

Not a good start, late (by two minutes) for class, had to wait outside in disgrace, this may have scarred me for the rest of the course. I think I have recovered now though, lots of support from fellow students.
First blog entry, not as hard as I thought. Not looking forward to creating the webpage though, feel quite nervous about that. It will be good to meet other postgraduates tonight at Miss Peapods, even though I'm not certian where that is...