- - I'll be in the lobby drinking for two - -
I cannot believe that we actually go to Spain tomorrow. It can't be that soon, the summer can't have gone that quickly. But...it has.
I think I've packed everything now, but I'm not 100% positive. I'll be doing something else when a voice in my head will suddenly scream "contact lens solution!" or "concealer!" or some other random item that I have to then fetch and cram into the case. Plus I've just had a text from Holly saying "bring Belv hoodie for plane" and then discovered that my mother (who clearly doesn't listen) has put it in the wash when expressly told not to do so. Therefore it may still be damp when I arrive at the airport. Oh well, tough.
I have now actually received the letter from the Student Finance people announcing that in fact I will get a student loan. So yay, I will have money to live off at uni. As of yet, I don't have a place to live, but at least I'll be a homeless person with money in the bank. I'm not too happy about having to go off to Spain with no confirmed accommodation but I don't have a lot of choice. I'm leaving my mother with the phone number of Accommodation Services and instructions to phone them if no word arrives in the next day or two. Aside from that, I'm just going to say a lot of prayers.
Now I'm going to watch a programme about recreating 60s holiday camps and bask in the knowledge that I'll be going somewhere tomorrow with sunshine and without Redcoats.
I think I've packed everything now, but I'm not 100% positive. I'll be doing something else when a voice in my head will suddenly scream "contact lens solution!" or "concealer!" or some other random item that I have to then fetch and cram into the case. Plus I've just had a text from Holly saying "bring Belv hoodie for plane" and then discovered that my mother (who clearly doesn't listen) has put it in the wash when expressly told not to do so. Therefore it may still be damp when I arrive at the airport. Oh well, tough.
I have now actually received the letter from the Student Finance people announcing that in fact I will get a student loan. So yay, I will have money to live off at uni. As of yet, I don't have a place to live, but at least I'll be a homeless person with money in the bank. I'm not too happy about having to go off to Spain with no confirmed accommodation but I don't have a lot of choice. I'm leaving my mother with the phone number of Accommodation Services and instructions to phone them if no word arrives in the next day or two. Aside from that, I'm just going to say a lot of prayers.
Now I'm going to watch a programme about recreating 60s holiday camps and bask in the knowledge that I'll be going somewhere tomorrow with sunshine and without Redcoats.