I've just realized that I haven't been posting much lately. I'm a bad bad bad blogger, lol. It's just that I've been busy, and when I wasn't busy I was with Jay, and when I wasn't with Jay I was sleeping, because that guy is seriously killing me (in the last few years I've never ever gone to sleep earlier than 12 or 1, and now suddenly by 10 I'm in bed! *lol*). It's nice to feel busy, know that you've got stuff to do. Not even thinking about being bored. Is what I should be all the time, active, doing stuff... Thinking productively.
I'm in the library doing some work and waiting for Dulcie to turn up (need to get some essays for my next exam). All I want to do is to go outside and sit in the grass, but I know myself and I know that if I do I simply won't do any work, I'll just sit around and smoke and maybe fall asleep. The sudden appearance of green and sun has been some sort of a cultural shock. Stoke Newington is so lovely at the moment, I can't believe I'm moving out in less than a month. It's always like this, I don't even have time to get used to a place and already I need to leave... But we're hoping for the best for next year - apparently Harriet, Laurie and Dee are moving in with us, which means... Two more bedrooms, which means a nice big house! And rent is SO much cheaper for a 5 bedroom place, around 400 £ a week (right now we're in a two bedroom flat and it's 200 £! Doesn't make any sense). We've been looking at loot and stuff and there are loads of nice places, around Stoke Newington and even closer to Church Street, which would be lovely (it would also cut travel time to uni by 5-10 minutes at least). I can't wait for August to go flat hunting!
My wishlist for the house would be... Big double bedroom for myself (obviously), and then I don't care about the others (lol, biiitchy); nice big kitchen with dining area; two bathrooms (possibly with separate wc); garden. Shouldn't be too hard, hopefully. Then there are other things which would be nice... Dishwasher, wooden floors... But we'll see. I'm optimistic.
Meanwhile our landlady is already showing our flat to potential renters, which is... Depressing, really. And it also means I can't smoke in the flat (which was supposed to be non smoking, erm). The end of another era is coming... And the next one sounds even better.