Tuesday, 11 August 2009

"Dreaming's all I do, If only they'd come true"

- Kylie Minogue, "I Should Be So Lucky"

Graduating and thus leaving university...

My room, the living room and the kitchen in my student house, which I now miss very, very much...













It's difficult to make a room in a student house with ugly yellow paint on the walls, a gawdy red and gold border, mismatched furniture and the most gariously bright curtains ever made look pretty...so instead I covered every available surface with stuff in a poor attempt to hide the ugliness.

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Tuesday, 5 August 2008

'A place where pebbles are polished and diamonds are dimmed'

Robert G. Ingersoll.

Today I went with three of my friends (my future housemates) to meet with our new landlord to a) look around our new home for the next academic year without all the junk in it from the previous tenents and b) find out exact dates for when we can move in/get keys and also if we needed our own kettle/toaster/iron etc.

It's my final year at university and it's also two of my future housemates' final year as well and it'll be one of my future housemates first year living away from home and the rest of us have lived in university owned accomodation and last year I lived in a 'luxury' student apartment owned by an agency. I met all three of my future housemates while living in university owned accomodation in my first year; I lived with one of them (we were the only English students out of the 7 students living in our house everyone else was German, French, Spanish or Chinese so we were a very multi-cultural household...which often led to conflicts over mis-communication as language was often a barrier, food was frequently an issue but above all there was one thing that caused the most arguments and that was the humble washing up bowl, seemingly only the English use such a contraption and everybody else had a bizare and random seehting hate for the poor green plastic bowl), another lived next door to us and the third was a friend of a friend who eventually became a friend. I don't want to jinx it but it looks like this year could be the best year accomodationwise. We all get on, no one has a stupidly small room (I slept in what can only be described as a cupboard in my first year) and the landlord seems nice and reliable.

I think university owned accomodation is probably the safest way to go in your first year since you probably don't know the area and there's always the union to complain to if something goes horribly wrong. However, because they have so many properties they are not always the most reliable and unless your problem is either lifethreatening or incredibly easy to solve it will probably go to the bottom of a very large pile of other problems. We had a lot of problems with ants in our kitchen which the uni were very reluctant to do anything about even though they were crawling all over the worktops and on the chairs in the living room. the cleaner also had a habit of stealing so someone had to watch her while she cleaned to make sure she wasn't helping herself to other people's stuff.

Last year in my agency rented accomodation we had no heating throughout November and no electricity in December.

So we're hoping for better things for next year.

I've managed to bag myself the biggest bedroom. It has two windows, some disasterously jazzy curtains (the decor in the house is a little...interesting), a wardrobe bigger than most shops, a shoe rack and the biggest bed I have ever seen. The landlords are a retired husband and wife team who own two student houses and treat each as if it were a child, the wife has been and bought us a brand new kettle, toaster, microwave, washer, tumble dryer, iron and ironing board even though we would happily have supplied most of those things ourselves and popped home or to the laundrette with our washing. They've also got us Sky and a massive TV to watch it on and are currently shopping around for a new sofa for us to sit on while watching our big TV. The wife has planted a pretty little garden and hopes we'll have BBQs out there while the husband has been re-plastering walls and drilling into us the importance of setting the burgalor alarm.

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Wednesday, 2 January 2008

Essay Time

I think probably the worst part of the end of the Christmas period when you're a student is that it means you have to start all those essays and do all that revision you didn't bother to start in December because it was Christmas which or course is the perfect excuse to eat loads, wear glitter and do no work. Which is exactly what I did. My priorities become all askew as soon as December arrives; I can't do anything truely constructive like write essays, revise, fill out forms etc. etc. but I have boundless time for making Christmas cards, making Christmas cake, shopping, putting up decorations, shopping, looking out the window hoping will snow, shopping, watching Christmas special, watching made for TV (aka, dismally rubbish) Christmas films (I actually tape them when I can't be there to watch them and other such Christmas-related things which seems so trivial from the first of January. So now I have tons of work to do, I have two essays to write by the 14th, two questions for a seen exam to prepare for on the 15th, an unseen exam to prepare for on the 21st and another essay to do for the 31st. Luckily I do everything at the last minute anyway, if you give me a deadline 6months in advance I'll still only just have started by the week before it's due, so I'm accustomed to doing everything in a rush.

In addition to rushing through all my univesity work, I'm selling half the house on eBay. I'm on a decluttering mission but at the moment there's an enormous heap of stuff ready to be sold on the floor in my bedroom. I currently have 25 items listed (some craft items and some CDs), only 4 of which are selling.

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