I shall be sad when June comes. I really don't want it to come. I don't want to leave Bethnal Green. This whole independent living 'thing' is great. The knowledge that I can go back to my own place and do whatever I want without having to seek permission. The joy of being in control of myself; being at ease.
Hopefully I'll be successful in redeeming my contract, but I won't find that out until May.
I wouldn't mind leaving Claredale, if I'd have somewhere else to stay. Preferably still in Tower Hamlets; not too far from the city, and only half an hour to uni. If I did, it would have to be with a mate, not someone from uni though; I'd just end up getting irritated.
I'm not completely useless, I do know how to cook, and the other day I scrubbed the bog. The thought of being back in Finchley for the entire summer really saddens me. Its as though I'll be alone, for three entire months. Maybe I should just get a job. I just don't know what I'd be good at.
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