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I see I have let a few days pass by here. Well Sunday was pretty much nothing. I caught up on some reading for class and spent most of the day in Kelsie's room because mine smelled terrible. Yesterday.. well I woke up with the expectation that someone would call me to look at my bathroom, but nope. I waited for nothing...well that seems to be a theme in my life. Anyways, I had my American Lit class and it wasn't all that bad. I actually spoke up and gosh do I feel stupid with my American accent, but I think I had a good point. And it was poetry, not my area of expertise, but I made sense! That class went by kinda fast. Then we had our British Life and Culture class which is all the BCA students. I guess I should explain that BCA is the group of Americans that all came over. We were lectured about Stonehenge and the surrounding areas and I must admit, it was much more interesting than I thought it would be. I can't imagine going there and taking pictures but not really understanding it. I noticed that I miss the rest of the Americans. =/ We rarely ever get to see them. After class ended I informed Sandy about my bathroom/wall problem and she was a bit upset no one had come to fix it. She made some calls and I allowed the lady that is in charge of housing and all that come into my room while I wasn't there. A giant group of us went out to eat. (Meals for only 2.60? or something close to that) yay! On our return to Pittville, the lady stops me and talks about my room. She said she didn't see any water and the walls felt dry...... Seriously, why do people think I am an idiot? Of course they are, this was Monday night and the water had not been turned on since Saturday morning.
But she put in a work order and said someone should be by today. Sure enough, a nice man is fixing my wall as I type! Cheers for a working bathroom! I'll probably spend one more night in Kelsie's room so they can be sure everything is working correctly, but then I'll be back in good ol 002!
As for life in general...well, I don't know really. I have my moments. Good and bad. I would be lying if I said I didn't miss home or Manchester at all. But I can't help but be thankful that I came. I know I can only imagine how life would be if I stayed at MC instead of coming, but the fact of the matter is I have no idea how things would have turned out. Maybe I made the right decision by coming. Or maybe leaving was the worst mistake. But I think I'm correct in thinking this...For the past few months it had all been a huge, disastrous circle, one that I really wanted to end. Now, I could have sat back and let it go round and round, hurting me each time it left me. Or I could have chosen to leave that circle. Well most of you know my indecisive nature but I made a choice. And I left. Because if you always do what you've always done, you'll always get what you've always gotten. And what I was getting was a repeated broken heart. And you're all thinking "What?!!? Kelsey Barta doesn't get a broken heart." Dude, I thought the same thing. Haha joke was on me. It happens. John Mayer sang it best with Slow Dancing in a Burning Room. Because to put it simply, that's what was happening. Well I cut the music and left that room. I'm pretty sure the fire is still ablaze, but we can't fix everything right away. Truth is, I've been here for two weeks and not a day goes by I don't think about it. But each day, I learn to keep things more realistic. I'm not hoping for anything. I'm not making up scenarios in my mind anymore. The end of May is so far away and even I don't know how I'll feel....Well that could be a poem...anyways...I'm happy here. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity and I don't plan on thinking about what if's. If I did I would just be wasting my time.
I have class in a few hours so until then I'll find a way to entertain myself as my bathroom gets fixed. =]
Cheers
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