When will life brighten up?
17th February 2013
In my previous post I mentioned that I’d had some bad luck regarding a little legal project I was working on. It must have been a bad omen because things got worse from there on.
On Thursday afternoon I went to the pub with my flat mate and a few of her friends to celebrate a birthday. Recently I haven’t been taking well to alcohol as it makes me feel really sick, even if I only drink I small amount, so I bought a pint of cider and thought no more of it. I was fine, until later in the evening.
I’m not sure if the following occurred due to the alcohol, or perhaps it was a linked to the mixture of emotions I’d felt the previous day, but that evening I was pretty ill. I won’t go into the details because I don’t want to put you off your food but it was pretty crap. I decided to go to bed early and take Friday morning off university. I wanted to get better for Friday evening.
On Friday afternoon I caught a very busy train to Manchester and met with Tyrone for a romantic meal from Burger King. We then made our way to the venue ready to see Kaiser Chiefs. There were two supporting acts on before Kaiser Chiefs. They were both pretty good bands but I preferred the first one, Heavyball. I steered clear of the alcohol so I wouldn’t feel ill and so I could enjoy the show more. Kaiser Chiefs were brilliant and really entertained the crowd. I think Ricky Wilson is a great frontman with so much energy. I was shattered after the show, and I still had to find my way to a train station I had never been to before in a city I really don’t know that well, and then catch a train that would take an hour and a quarter to get back to Liverpool. Yes, I made it back and avoided spending the night on a bench in a train station in Manchester.
No direct trains between Manchester Piccadilly and Liverpool after 10pm on a Friday. Who thought that was a good idea?!
Kaiser Chiefs, seeing a Tyrone and managing to get a train home were all positive points of the weekend. Now I continue with the negatives.
This morning Tyrone turned on my laptop. He tried logging on with my password but it kept failing. We eventually realised that it was because the V key on my laptop keyboard wasn’t working. Subsequently we discovered that the Z, X, C and V keys were all broke. We had to go into town and buy a normal wired keyboard so that I can use my laptop. It’s a pain in the arse having to sit my new keyboard on top of my old one but what am I suppose to do? My laptop is 3 years old now and has never really had any problems until now. I hope that some how I can get it fixed. I really can’t afford to replace it. Plus I’d be picky about buying a new one. Ty and I went into PC World to look at laptops and I managed to find problems with them all. None of them are as good as my current laptop. And I really don’t want Windows 8. Ugh.
When we were in town my flat mate text me. She was concerned that the fridge wasn’t working. When we returned we noticed that the fridge was warm and so was all the food inside. I called maintenance and the guy said that we had overloaded the fridge. Not my fault as I only had block of cheese and a bag of salad in there. The main problem is my other flat mate (who never speaks to us) who fills the fridge with out of date food. She had put an entire loaf of bread in there! No wonder it was over full. We removed all food that was out of date or that didn’t need to be stored in the fridge. We left it for about 2 hours and when we returned the fridge was still warm. I called maintenance again but I ended up speaking to someone from security to laughed at me and told me that maintenance had gone home.
“So I’m just suppose to leave my food to go off?!” I asked. He laughed at me again. Got to love student accommodation.
We will have to bin all the food we purchased as it is now warm and disgusting. It’s inedible! I am going to complain to reception first thing in the morning and explain that we have wasted food due to nobody helping us. In the handbook it says that maintenance are available 24/7. Lies! I’ve already had to complain several times this week due to people playing their music stupidly loud at 2am. My mum ever contacted my accommodation as they didn’t seem to listen to me. I’m fed up of living here.
My laptop is broke. My fridge is broke. My brand new necklace from Etsy.com is broke. My guts are broke. My faith is broke.
I want to curl up in a ball, stay in bed all day and pretend that the world is a better place.