Well, hooray! I'm at uni! I've officially enrolled and everything. I'm at King's College London reading Classics...I got AABC at A level, A - English Lit, A - Ancient History, B - Latin and C - Music, which stinks but oh well. Horrible old Mrs Goodman fucked my life over with that one, but I'm trying to believe in karma. Someday she will realise she should have actually taught me!
My room is not actually as small as I was expecting; there's more floor space than in my room at home, for a start. My main problem is the smallness of my wardrobe. I'm a girl, for goodness' sake. I need more than a poky cupboard. Oh and the bathroom is hilarious, it's so small that the shower (in the European style - just a stick poking out of the wall, with a slightly sloped floor but no division) is dangerously close to the toilet. So much so, that the shower curtain is hung the other side of it. Allows for multitasking, I suppose, though I hope I'm never THAT pushed for time.
I'm also officially impoverished. I got £2779 in my bank account yesterday from the Student Loans Company. Sounds great, but £2064.80 of that is leaving straight away in rent. That's just for ONE TERM. The mind boggles.
Ooh, I have chocolate cornflake cakes. And orange juice. I think a 37-minutes-past-1 snack is in order.
