I'm going to kill myself. Or at least that's what I keep saying, probably won't do it though. But I will rant and complain about being here, won't that be fun?
Herne Bay is a dump. Although I think I live on the outskirts so the actual town might be nice, I haven't ventured in that direction yet. But the shops near me all look derelict even when open, the people are all in labels and baseball caps and the best thing about the whole place is the church which is a triangle! Very cool. It also has posters that say "Jesus loves you passionately" which made me think of Jesus porn and that, while very disturbing, is also highly amusing.
I have one housemate, his name is David and he words at a homeless shelter. He spends most of his time at work or the gym so he won't disturb me much. Which also means that I am going to be alone. Great. I know I like to be by myself but being completely isolated is taking it a bit too far.
I need to get a council tax certificate from the registry. How fun with the going there and the talking and the how pathetic can I get?
Oh, I'll tell you about pathetic. This morning when I came into uni I went to the bus stop but was too uncomfortable to wait for the bus in case I'd got it wrong or something (how do you get a bus stop wrong?) so I walked to the station and even there I was too scared to wait at the actual bus stop and so hung around nearby watching. It takes about 45 minutes to get into uni, which means I'm going to have to leave quite a while before I have to be in.
And now I am cold and wet. Which is what happens when you're in the rain without an umbrella.
I went to the various noticeboards to look up the times for my subjects, most of which are in rooms I don't know so I'm going to have to go hunting for them some time before I actually have to be there as desperate panic is not good for you. But of course, even this could not run smoothly. Oh no, I cannot find History of Medicine. It's not there, not on the list. Crap.
So I've come to the computer room to see if there's any information on it but of course the uni pages are down so I can't check that. I go to my email to see if I've been sent anything about it and what do I find? About a hundred emails telling me to buy viagra or lose weight or that my penis is too small. I should fucking well hope my penis is too small considering it's non-existant!
So it looks like I'm going to have to go back to the History office and ask them about my amazing disappearing course. Yay(!)
I had planned to go shopping later today but I'm not sure now, with the rain and everything else. I just wnat to go home and die. Who was the idiot who thought I'd be able to do this? Oh right, that would be me. Stupid.