Freshers Week Issues

Tonight, four days into my freshers week I cried for the first time.

Not about moving out.

Not about not knowing anybody.

Not about leaving my Mum.

Not about getting homesick.

But because, the only time I have seen my boyfriend in the past 3 days has been with EVERYBODY else around. I'm fed up of sitting next to him in a kitchen when 4 or 5 other people are there and he's barely speaking to me. I am also fed up of him barely speaking to me.

Last night, he spent the night in some guys flat that he doesn't know rather than come over to mine - what is up with that? Today, he barely spoke to me and seemed to invite my flatmates out whilst completely ignoring me.

I mean... Is that normal?

I miss him and sure I understood that it was gonna be busy and stuff in Freshers but I'm pissed off about him putting everybody else before me and then being like 'Oh... Yeah, I forgot I DO have a girlfriend who now lives 5 minutes away.'

Hello from Bede Hall!

I am officially completely and utterly moved out of Harborough and into a cute little place called Bede Hall.

It's gorgeous and I love it. I love my flat mates who are wicked, I love our kitchen and my room [not the bathroom though, its a bit rank tbh] and I love how close I am to the uni.

I would post more, but I have to be up at 9am tomorrow for my induction, everybody else isn't up to at least 11am, 12pm and it sucks knowing I'm the only one awake so early and they can all have lie ins, but hopefully I'll be done quicker... Hopefully.

I'll post more tomorrow or tuesday when I have more news.

The boyfriend and the sister

In 7 days I'll be living on my own.

That feels weird.

There's a couple of things I want to talk about.

1. Chase
2. My sister

Chase is really sick today. He was meant to come to my house for the weekend because my parents are away. I understand that he's sick - his chest is tight and he's vomiting - but I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. In 7 days we wont be able to spend all our time together, we'd spend less time together than ever before and I want to make the most of the time we have together before everything changes. Him being sick, although it isn't his fault, takes 2, 3, 4 (??) days off that.

My sister is a whore. There we go, I've said it. I love her and, people who read this and know her may disagree, but before I said anything I just want to stress - there's stuff I know about her, things she's told me, that other people don't know. I know more about her than anyone else, that's what comes with being sisters and best friends with someone for 5 years.

I love her, I do. But recently she's changed so much, whereas she was happy having a crush on some guy working in a shop a few years back now she has to start leading on guys 6 years older than her with 3 kids.

She's started treating guys like toys now, to use and play with until she's bored or something better comes along and, to be honest, that's not right with me.

On top of that, I don't appreciate hearing 'do you think Chase'll cheat on you in freshers week? I mean, Chase is a good looking guy and... There's gonna be really good looking girls there... I mean, you probably can't compete'

Nice.

Bath Deprivation

Today, I realise how much I am actually looking forward to moving out.

After months and months and months of a half finished bathroom, my Mum has made my stepdad finish tiling the floor. This means that every now and again, whenever he feels like doing it, our bathroom is an out-of-bounds area.

Yesterday was one of these such days, I had to brush my teeth in the kitchen sink in the morning and went out, spending the entire day walking around in Leicester - I wanted nothing more than to lie in the bath when I got home and relax. But no, for some reason the bath had discard bits of tiles, dirt and a washing basket in it. This was how the coversation went;

Me: Mum, I really want a bath tonight. I feel all dirty and sweaty from walking around all day.

Mum: Well... Can you have a bath tomorrow?

Me: Chase is coming round tomorrow, I want a bath before I see him.

Mum: It'll be ready in the morning, have one then.

So, come morning, I wake up at 9am to the noises of my step dad tiling the bathroom some more. There was a breakdown in communication or plotting against me, but either way - I am not allowed a bath this morning.

So I wait.

Until 1pm, when I figure Chase should be here in a few hours - that gives me time to have a bath, dry my hair, get dressed and do my make-up before he gets here.

Me: Mum, can I have a bath now?

Mum: [Pulls face]... No.

Me:.... why?

Mum: Because Daves grouting the tiles.

Me:.... But you said I could have one this morning.

Mum: Just wait about 3 hours or something

I feel disgusting and dirty and greasy. Chase didn't come round my house yesterday and that really upset me and annoyed me, but now I'm kinda hoping he doesn't come today because I feel icky. [This is of course a lie, if he didn't come I'd be just as pissed - but it's the only silver lining that I've got because chances are he's gonna be another no-show today]

But yknow, Mum's happy because she's getting the bathroom done, My stepdads happy because my Mums happy and my brothers happy because he's a boy and barely showers anyway.

It's only me that cares I havent had a bath in two days.

Dammit!