It didn`t start raining today until 5! Yay! But it hasn`t stopped in the past 4 hours, oh well. So I actually don`t know where to begin as it was a strange day. Lets just say I have been going to the gym every day with people so far (yay good for me), but today I didn`t need to. So let me start from the begining.
I woke up, I had a lovely shower and then grabbed a lovely breakfast. By the way the breakfast is always the same, but I assume once and a while they`ll change it up. I have been having pemale beacon (have no idea how to spell it but you get the idea), a coisant and a fruit every morning. I think I will start having tea as well tomorow. Anywho after that I went to this presentation (the last one!) about clubs and sports and other activities. The musicians on residence performed for us and told us all the musical oportunities at the castle. The piano guy played this beautiful peice I recognized but just could not put my finger on the name of the composer and the lady sang an aria (spelling?) for us. Again very good. At the end she does a very cool thing with her voice where is is supposed to sound like maniacle laughter. Funny story is she has performed around the world this aria/play in particular and one time in Berlin she performed in a circus like setting and her sdress/costume in this performance was (as she described it) like half and upside down pumpkin and giant. She is supposed to be a Queen performing to a frightened prince, but in this particular show half way through her aria, the prince goes under the skirt and it is suggestive of what is going on under there during the laughter part of the song. Best part was her kids and the princes kids (all between 4 and 6) saw the performance. After the show her kids went up to their mommy and asked "what was the prince doing under your dress?"
One of the things they mentioned was a photo competition at the end of each term. I found a couple of other photography people and have thought about doing photography expeditions going with them. But we`ll see our timing limits we have decided. So after I was talking to one of the guys into photography and as we were walking back were offered by my room mate (Angie remember!) and a couple of other people if they wanted to go into town. So we said yes even though we didn`t have our camras and wallets, but doesn`t matter I thought, I can go back another time too. This is where our story really begins. It took us a good 45 mintues to reach the village. On the way we met some lovely cows all about 10 feet away and mooing away. They had babies too in the pen next to them (pen?). When we got to the village we found a couple corner stores and a drug store and beauty product store and a bunch of pubs and restraunts. Thats basically all it had. I found some cool looking Australian wine, that looked good, but I have yet to purchase it.
So we walk back and I decide I`m going to go get all my books. I walk in just as everyone else is walking out. So its just me and the shop keeper. I pull out my course list and she checks her list of what books I need for each class. I include a list to ilustrate the rest of the story, if you don`t care you can skip it. The books are:
English - Penguin bk. of Eng. verse, Twelth night(again!), MacBeth(again!), The Castle of Otranto(wuh?), Great Expectations(ya right), Northanger Abbey(mumsey!)
History - Western Civilizations, Primary source reader
Film Art
German - Wie geht`s? (the ? is part of the title), and a dictionary for myself since I don`t have a laptop I thought I would treat myself so i don`t have to run to a computer while studying.
And finally THE MOTHER OF ALL TEXTBOOKS - A world history of Art. Seriously, it is the most intense thing I have ever seen and I can guarentee it beats most science and math textbooks, I would not say that if I didn`t know it to be true. It is seriously BIG.
Anyway so that is 12 books. Plus I bought myself some notebooks and other universityish supplies needed for history and englishiff stuff. I won`t release the amount, no actually, it is essential to the story that I do. It was £212. Not bad (sorry mom, no used ones left and I felt bad for the broke people anyway). So I go to use my visa card (very excitedly as it was only the second time). The swipe doesn`t work on her machine, and it tells her to use the chip. So she insurts the chip. It asks me whats the pin? Long pause. I have no idea what that pin # was. In all fairness to myself I did not choose it, it was given to me and I have had to memorize at least 4 different codes and numbers plus everyones names plus all this other info I am supposed to know, like passwords and logins and stuff. Anyway the lady was really nice and said she understood and could put it on hold while I found the number. So I go back thinking that "I must have written it down somewhere" or if in doubt, message mom and dad as I know I left the password at home. I can`t find a pin number anywhere. So as I`m walking to the computer I remember, my parents are at the cottage this weekend. Well maybe they haven`t left yet. I get to the computer and find a message saying we`ve left for the cottage have a nice weekend. By the way mom totally not your fault, it was fate.
So I decide to walk back to town to use the debit, as I am no determined I wwill get these books today! Tomorow we away during their hours and on Monday their is going to be a huge crowd, I want these books today. So I let the front reception of residence know where I am going as I am going alone and thought they should know. I start walking and yelling/talking to myself at the same time for being such an idiot. Then drives up a nice middle aged lady in a car asking if i`m going to town and if I would like a drive. I look in the car, analyse the situation and decide it is safe and I am getting no creep factor feeling, so i say ok. She tells me she was just at the castle at a thing that was going on and she ran out of flyers and was going back to get some more. She runs a little tourist info shop in town. She offers me a ride back as I am not going to be long. So I start thinking, this is pretty lucky! Until I get to the ATM and it tells me insufficient funds. Now I know I don`t have insufficient funds. Then I realise it didn`t let me choose accounts. It automatically went to my checkings when all my money is in my savings. So I decide to figure out what I am going to do when I get in the car and for consolation I buy a 26er of white rum. Let me tell you it looked pretty and smooth. I will mention the brand name when I get another look at it another time. I found the store hours and found it closed after the bookshop, so I was good.
The nice lady drove me back, I had a nice converstation and when I got back to the shop I asked if they could hold it to the end of the day, which was 5:30pm. It was now 3pm and it took 45 mintues to walk to town. So I quickly transferred money into my checkings and started to leave, telling the lady at reception I was back but leaving again and run into Meghan. Her and a bunch of girls were going to Eastbourne in a taxi. I decide it is a quest now to get these books and ask them if they will tell me the next time they decide to go into town. Plus I would have had to go and tell the shop lady I wasn`t coming back and made them wait for me and it just would have been a hastle, so I trudge on. I make it to the village for 4, so I hold my breath and...It works I get my money...in £10 bills. That means a lot of dough to carry around. Thats not a liability or dangerous in anyway walking down a road alone. Anyway doesn`t matter I have my money. I walk back and realise it was a bad idea to wear flip-flops all day. I am now getting bliters on the bottom of my feet and my left foot seems to be complaining about something. I manage to talk to a couple locals on my way and make it up THE HILL (my own personal name for it...it goes up both ways). So I reach the store before 5 and finally buy my goods. The shop-lady is so nice and is really sympathetic to me and we have a lovely conversation about school and life. I feal really good about being able to end my adventure.
But not quite yet! I decide to treat myself to a water bottle and a fanta at the tea room next to the store, which sells various snacks and drinks. Unfortunately as I decide to leave it starts raining, for the first time that day. The tea room lady tells me flip-flops may not have been a good idea. So I walk back up with this girl I met that morning generous enough to share her umbrella. Unfortunately the wind keeps blowing it inside out, so it doesn`t end up protecting us all that much. She tells me I probably shouldn`t wear flip-flops in southern England. So I get to my room plop on the bed and prepare to relax. The door knocks. Well at least someone knocks at the door (I know what you were thinking dad). Hey is Angie here? No. Are you heading down for dinner? Yes. So we walk down together to chat and eat (I missed lunch) and generally have a good time. But not before I change into socks and runners.
The End. Sorry for the legnth, I just had to tell every detail.
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