Paracetamol
Ahhh...I have arrived. I am sitting as I type this, in my new, small, uncomfortable computer chair that is inside of my dorm room. I had a minor panic attack when the internet wasn't working for me earlier, but all appears to be well at the moment so I'm using the opportunity to update, email and check on a few things for myself.
I'm dead beat tired. I only slept for three hours on the plane in one of the most awkward positions ever. I should have taken a picture because it looked like something only a performer in the circus could accomplish. I'm sure the man sitting next to me was impressed and I should have asked him for ten pounds for my extraordinary performance.
There is, obviously, a lot of things to update on. Things like the girl I met at the airport who just so happens to also be living in the exact same halls as me and taking the exact same course as me. It was nice to have an immediate buddy to talk to so I wasn't completely alone. I must also mention the ENORMOUS mosquito that I just killed with a vaccuum cleaner. Yeah, I'm not leaving my window open anymore. I can't ask Mel to come and kill it for me like I used to. Instead, I must get creative and ask Henry, who is the vaccuum. That's right, I named him. I have to talk about how much my dorm room already rules but how much it sucked that I had to completely re-clean after the cleaning lady came by because her idea of "clean" and my idea of "clean" clearly do not match.
Tomorrow we're having a morning breakfast, gathering type thing and then shopping at Asda's (I'm pretty sure that's what it's called) for stuff. The first order of business for me is a fan (remember the mosquito?) and lots of hangers. Lots and lots of hangers. And a couple of air fresheners just to get that weird unused dorm smell out of here. Leaving the window open is no longer an option for me. So yes, things are going to be a tad bit busy for me these next couple of weeks, but no worries because I'll be writing and if the internet doesn't suck tomorrow and the day after that, I just might be posting whenever I catch a minute. I just thought that I'd let y'all know that I am safe and sound and still in one piece. Well, almost one piece, which is why I'm buying a truckload of paracetamol for myself tomorrow. My body hurts everywhere. I hate the fact that I need so much shit.
Comments
ten pounds = "a tenner"
buddy = "mate"
vacuum = "hoover"
Walmart = "Asda"
a fan = "an electric heater and a blanket"
a couple of air fresheners just to get that weird unused dorm smell out of here = "Glade and Febreze"
y'all = "everyone/all of you/you lot"
Tylenol/paracetamol = "Panadol"
It took me a while too, but I got there in the end. I have a feeling I'm going to climb a similar learning curve when I move up to the northeast. Word on the street is they speak way different up there.
---X
Posted by: X | September 15, 2006 01:50 AM
I don't care what X says, don't let those Brits take away your "y'all!" They can take away your cigarettes (fags), they can take away your fries (chips), but they can never take your slang! Sorry been watching a little too much Braveheart :). Glad to hear everything is going relatively smooth. Funny you mention the mosquito, had a fellow British blogger blog about those shits the other day. Send me your postal so I can send you a dorm-warming gift :)
Posted by: Melissa | September 15, 2006 10:32 AM
Glad you made it safe!! You're first order of business should be a trip to the pub!
Posted by: Brian | September 15, 2006 05:37 PM
X: I didn't know that paracetamol was also called panadol. I'll have to remember that. But as Melissa has already said, I can't give up "y'all". I just can't. I like to say "you can take the girl out of the south, but you can't take the south out of the girl." It's too good of a word and I love seeing people's reactions here when I say it.
P.S. What happened to your blog X? It seems to have disappeared.
Melissa: I swear, the mosquitoes are like the size of small children. They freak me out. I'll be sure to send you my new mailing address as soon as I learn how to get my packages. Things are so confusing here...
Brian: I would go and find a pub if only I wasn't too scared about going too far away from the campus, getting lost and ending up in some really dodgy place. We do have a couple of pubs on campus, but the one I went to last night was shit. I promise though as soon as I find a pub that's worth going to and spending my money at, I'll have a drink just for you...and a lot of other people. :-)
Posted by: Sam | September 15, 2006 07:07 PM