There hasn't been much to blog about lately. Results are out, most of the time I'm not really doing anything, especially when I'm at home. I have done some packing though. The guy who works at the sandwich bar on the same block is very generous and he volunteered to keep some boxes for me if I needed more, which is good because I will definitely be able to save money on boxes then.
I had procrastinated the week before, trying to hide away from reality. I'm sorry if I'd seemed spaced out most of the time. I hate the way my head works sometimes; I can never stop worrying. Okay, maybe never is too strong a word, but I know the pattern too well now. I worry about something that's about to happen, then it happens but the situation isn't so bad after all, and then other factors arise and I tend to worry about them and the whole cycle repeats. It's like being in a massive labyrinth where I start off in the middle, not knowing which paths to avoid and which parts to follow.
The only way I can avoid doing so is to distract myself, maybe by seeing my boyfriend, or by taking walks, etc. But at the same time I'm also reminded of how near it is to the date when I have to leave this place; which is something I don't want to do. Yes, if you are not a frequent reader of my blog, it's true, I have become attached to this town and I will miss it so much. I know I will visit Cardiff a lot when I do move to the place of my postgraduate study (if I do manage to get funded for it), but it wouldn't be the same. Ah well, I'll be distracted somehow I suppose; and if I don't, there's always the train, or the coach. I hope Mel gets a place in Uni soon too... life in the UK would probably suck without her company... I have too few close friends here, so go figure.
I'll still have Jay, though, so I guess it wouldn't be too fatal.
I do not sound very happy, do I? Sorry for giving away that vibe but even typing this down makes me feel rather lethargic. Today is grey and rainy, though, so maybe that why I am not as cheerful now as I was in my previous posts. But just to cheer you guys up, here are some photographs (courtesy of Shugo Tenshi, otherwise stated) of my trip to Glasgow, as promised:
In Troon, where Naomi, Jay's sister, had her doctors' appointment:
We went back to Glasgow in the afternoon, to celebrate my 2.1 degree. We walked into a few shops, had tea and then had dinner somewhere else. The restaurant was called Zizzi, and we found it by accident, as we were cluelessly following an interesting-looking escalator; forgetting to check whether there was a label outside. Dining there was good, though we did wait for almost an hour for our food to arrive. Hehe... lots of 'fooling around' pics here:
The next day we went to Edinburgh. In all honesty, we didn't really enjoy our trip here as there was not much to see. Well, that's a lie. If you have the mood for, or are naturally into architecture, then Edinburgh is definitely the place for you. The castle was there and all, but we just didn't feel like going up there. We went up the Scott Monument instead, which is about 200 feet high, but I didn't go all the way to the top because I felt claustrophobic climbing up the steps, which were small... so I stopped at the last floor before the top floor. I had wanted to go to Edinburgh Dungeon but then refused because there was a long wait and I was hungry. Jay and I had lunch at Jekyll & Hyde, though, so it was close enough. We had expected normal pub food, but were impressed that it tasted really good. The interior of the pub was awesome- the toilet door was hidden... I thought they were just a bunch of bookshelves!
Oh and not to forget, I made another "Blog-on-a-puke-bag" which says:
(13 June 2008) I am now on an airplane on the way to Glasgow. Celebrating the outcome of my assessment - I managed to get a 2.1 degree! Words cannot describe how happy I am right now - I have one less thing to worry about - and one more thing to be happy with.
Jay is sitting beside me - the handsome man who stole my heart. I really, really love him. This is the first flight I've been on since the almost-accident. I felt nauseous as the plane took off - now I have to wait for the plane to land - something to dread over. Ah well - at least the flight wouldn't last 18 hours!
(15 June 2008) On the train to Edinburgh. Yesterday I visited Troon in the morning and the walked around Glasgow City Centre for the rest of the day. Had dinner at Zizzi, a fancy Italian restaurant, to celebrate my 2.1 achievement. The food was good - I only hoped they didn't take an hour to serve it to us! I wonder what I'll do today...
Also, just for the record, I did 100% on My Name Is Jonas on medium level on Guitar Hero III... Just because...