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i went over to student services this morning and found out about student accommodation. i would really like a flat on my own, even if it's the smallest, scummiest thing in York, ever, i really don't care. just having a pocketful of my own space is enough. the woman at the student services gave me two places to look into - a shared student house, and the man who owns it was a real pig to me - i called him to ask when i could arrange to see the room. he grunted a lot and said 'well. any time before 5, i can't do.' i said 'oh... but.. any time after 5, i can't do.'
i was met with silence.
not to be put off, i said that i was really interested in the room and was there any chance that there'd be a student there at lunchtime one day so i could go see? he grunted. said 'uh. uh. uh. well. maybe. i'll try and find out. tell yer what, ah'll give yer a ringgg back, shall ah?' - me: 'yes, please, could you ring me this evening when i'm at home to catch the call?' then gave him my number. the other property is a room in a house owned by a woman seeking two students to fill up her two spare rooms. women only. eek. i rang her, and she sounded really nice. she's going to call me tonight about the room and when i can go and see it.

then i came back onto the sixth form site - i was on the tech site, which is more like half-university courses, half adult classes, and whatnot - emailed my father about what had happened - scroll up if you missed it - and he emailed me back an hour or so later saying that the guy who owns the student-shared house had called and had arranged for me to view the room tomorrow at 12:30. to go to that, i'd have to miss contemp. studies and psychology tomorrow, which sort of pissed me off.. i'm going to ring him tonight, and i promise i won't tell him off for calling my home when i said i wouldn't even be there. silly boy. well, silly old stinky-sounding man. hopefully, i could go see the room on Friday, because i have so much on tomorrow.

what do i have on tomorrow?

i have to go to that arvon meeting - you know, where i wrangle getting funding to go on the trip to sylvia plath and ted hughes' house to go and write creative shit for a week from November 4th to November 9th. that's at.. i think... 1:40, which is five minutes after my psychology class, and then fee and i have to catch a train to middlesbrough - although i guess we could go later, cos we have to be at the cornerhouse or whatever it is in middlesbrough at 6pm to go backstage with jetplanelanding argh!! gotta goooooooooo

2002-10-01 - 3:54 p.m.
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