it's unbelievable how fast things move in this town. i've gone from Okay to Bad to Worse to SHIT to COMPLETELY FUCKED to Okay (again) to Good to Better to Great and Almost Awesome to Completely SHIT again in a matter of three weeks. wtf dundee!? when is this gonna end?
fucking people I'm tellin you. i wanna say 'fucking guys' but i must not forget that nigerian bitch. so it's gotta be people.
the plan was so simple. i had it all figured out: move to scotland, study hard, get the degree, get a fucking good job, ear a shitload of money and buy a horse. and a car. and a house with a lot of land where i can put my horse and the car that i had previously bought. that sounds simple enough doesn't it?? and then enter people and stuff GETS FUCKED UP. oh man, i'm so pissed off right now!
so. fucking. not. impressed.
can't wait for the 20th of october. wish i could fast-forward time like they do in the sims. fucking reality
Wednesday 28 September 2011
Saturday 17 September 2011
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fakin laupäev. sorry, aga see postitus saab eesti keeles olema. vb on sel midagi pistmist eilse õhtuga. sain duke's corneris kokku kahe eestlasega, kes elavad dundees. väga timm õhtu oli! (Y) bänd oli ülihea ja seltskond ka. pärastpoole sain tasuta taksosõidu koju :) benefits of knowing the right people
momendil ei tee midagi kasulikku, paar tundi on veel aega enne kui me välja lähme. täna õhtul siis ühe poola tüdruku juurde ja pärastpoole lähevad mõned mingisse kluppi aga ma ei viitsi ilmselt nendega liituda. jälle selline väsinud olek, mai tea miks. olin natukene haige eelmine nädal, kuna stress jõudis mu kehale ilmselt järele. nüüd pole enam nagu midagi aga selline kerge nõrkus on ikka veel. natuke sakib.
ülehomme siis kooli, jee. seda võib võtta kui entusiastlikku 'jee'd või mitte nii väga, kuidas ise soovid. üks hetk ma ootan, teine hetk ma ei viitsi mõeldagi selle peale.
mu valjukad võiksid juba kohale jõuda, bhamist saan. mike saatis mulle, aga mind polnud eile kodus ja nägin kuidas delivery auto just minema sõitis kui koju jõudsin.
muud midagi uudist vist ei olegi, tuli rohkem selline halamispostitus täna, aga noh, eks neid peab ka olema. kuigi enamus vist on sellised :D suva
aa, eva tuleb mulle külla oktoobris ;) koos emaga. saab lahe olema :)
Thursday 15 September 2011
Ur body is a wonderland... John Mayer
Drunk again. Gotta love being a student in a new city. Ha. Feelin fuckin miserable as well. Cause of... ya know... reasons. Sounds stupid, I know, lovin and hatin my life right now. Why can't things just be simple? Why does it have to be so complicated?
Just had the most wonderful dinner I've had in a long time. Welcome to the neighbourhood, indeed. :) Thanks, Lawrence
Don't really have anything smart to say. Sad, I know.
I really don't wanna be as tired tomorrow as I was today so I guess I'll just finish writing this bullshit and go to bed :)
Just had the most wonderful dinner I've had in a long time. Welcome to the neighbourhood, indeed. :) Thanks, Lawrence
Don't really have anything smart to say. Sad, I know.
I really don't wanna be as tired tomorrow as I was today so I guess I'll just finish writing this bullshit and go to bed :)
Saturday 10 September 2011
Welcome to Dundee
Imagine coming to a new strange city and you don't know anybody, you don't have a permanent place to stay and everything feels really fucked up. If that ever happens to you, don't worry, it's all gonna work out in the end.
This is what happened to me...
I arrived in Dundee on Tuesday, 6th of Sept, been here for 4 days now. They have been the craziest 4 days ever. I had a place checked out from Gumtree, so I went there straight away. It was a 2-bedroom flat and I was sharing with a Zambian guy. Everything looked fine at first, a bit dirty, but nothing that can't be cleaned. Then the next morning I went to have a shower, but guess what, the shower wasn't working. YAY! Only got water from the tap in the bath. Ok, no big deal, I thought. I'll just find a new place.
So I went back on Gumtree and started browsing from rooms. Found a couple, didn't really like them or I'd have to wait a week to move in, which wasn't an option, cause the Zambian guy wanted me out as soon as possible. My mistake really, shouldn't have told him that too soon. So on Wednesday I found this flat in city center, really close to Uni. It's owned by this old Nigerian lady, so I thought it would fine and all. I was ready to move in, but then she asked me to wait and I thought maybe I'll find something sooner than that. The next day came and I still didn't have anything and the Zambian guy said that a friend of his is coming and wants the room right away. Ok, so that was around 6 PM on Thursday evening.
Earlier that day I'd gotten a taxi from downtown and asked the taxi driver if he would help me move later. He said yes and I got his number. All fine and good. So I called the taxi driver, said I need to take my things to the Nigerian lady's flat today and he came to pick me up. Everything still good, he helped me move my stuff up to the third floor and everything. :)
So there I was, in my horrendous pink room in the Nigerian lady's flat (she was still a "lady" at that point). I thought that now would be a good time to take a real shower, so... I went to the bathroom and guess what (AGAIN) - there was NO shower. Like, at that last place the shower was just broken. But she actually didn't have one. There was a bath with a cold tap and a hot tap. So she was using a bucket to wash herself. Oh man, that was some crazy ass "luck" I had with the showers. So I got upset, maybe overreacted just a little (but I was already on the edge from all the other crap I'd gone through) and told her I can't stay here. Damn, she got soooo upset with me. I asked if I could stay until Sunday and she wanted me to pay like 100 or more pounds for that. Fuck that, so I asked how much for just one night. 40 pounds, YAY (that's sarcasm, btw). So I started calling people, I was so nervous. Called these 2 guys whose flat I'd looked at before, they still said I couldn't move in cause the had to give everybody a fair chance. And another one as well. They both offered to put me up for the night, but I couldn't carry all my stuff there.
So I called the hotels and hostels, EVERYTHING was booked (except Hiltons, but c'mon). Then I called M, but he couldn't really help me either, except with money. And that's when I remembered the taxi driver! I called, he picked up straight away, I told him I can't stay here and I need him to pick me up and he was there in 2 minutes. He said he'd thought that something dodgy was going on with the Nigerian woman so he wasn't really that surprised when I called.
So once again, he helped me carry all my stuff down, back into the taxi and off we went. Just driving around the city, I had no idea what was happen to me. Then he said that his "lunch" break (he's working nights, I think it was 10 PM already or smth) is coming up and let's go drink some coffee at his place and discuss my situation. So we did. And then something happened that made me think that maybe not all people in Dundee are assholes. He offered me his spare bedroom for a few nights, just out of the goodness of his heart. Of course I took it, I didn't have anyplace else to go. So that's where I was on Thursday night, sleeping at A's house. Man, was I glad that I didn't have to spend the night out on the streets with all my 5 bags (why do I have so much shit anyway???). Thank u soo much :)
The next morning I went to check out the student accommodation, 93 pounds a week!!! WTF. And then as I was sitting in McDonalds, drinking my coke and eating a cheeseburger, I remembered that one of the adds said that there's a viewing for a flat on Friday. So I called, the guy said he's at the flat right now and I went to see it. I was waiting in front of the house with two other people, a girl and a guy and they also said they're here to see the flat. They were really friendly and I liked them from the start :). So basically, long story short, we decided to get the flat together. It's a really nice flat, big living area that is separated from the kitchen by glass doors. 2 bedrooms, one for me, one for them. Everything is so clean, the shower is working!!! And the landlord is really nice as well.
So here I am now, sitting behind my kitchen table, drinking coffee and writing about my horrible 4 days in Dundee, which just seem like a really bad memory right now.
Everybody can come and visit me anytime, just let me know. Like I said, biiig living room ;)
Take care guys, and if you ever find yourself in a similar situation - don't worry too much, it's all gonna work out in the end :)
I'll post some pictures later today.
Cheers!
This is what happened to me...
I arrived in Dundee on Tuesday, 6th of Sept, been here for 4 days now. They have been the craziest 4 days ever. I had a place checked out from Gumtree, so I went there straight away. It was a 2-bedroom flat and I was sharing with a Zambian guy. Everything looked fine at first, a bit dirty, but nothing that can't be cleaned. Then the next morning I went to have a shower, but guess what, the shower wasn't working. YAY! Only got water from the tap in the bath. Ok, no big deal, I thought. I'll just find a new place.
So I went back on Gumtree and started browsing from rooms. Found a couple, didn't really like them or I'd have to wait a week to move in, which wasn't an option, cause the Zambian guy wanted me out as soon as possible. My mistake really, shouldn't have told him that too soon. So on Wednesday I found this flat in city center, really close to Uni. It's owned by this old Nigerian lady, so I thought it would fine and all. I was ready to move in, but then she asked me to wait and I thought maybe I'll find something sooner than that. The next day came and I still didn't have anything and the Zambian guy said that a friend of his is coming and wants the room right away. Ok, so that was around 6 PM on Thursday evening.
Earlier that day I'd gotten a taxi from downtown and asked the taxi driver if he would help me move later. He said yes and I got his number. All fine and good. So I called the taxi driver, said I need to take my things to the Nigerian lady's flat today and he came to pick me up. Everything still good, he helped me move my stuff up to the third floor and everything. :)
So there I was, in my horrendous pink room in the Nigerian lady's flat (she was still a "lady" at that point). I thought that now would be a good time to take a real shower, so... I went to the bathroom and guess what (AGAIN) - there was NO shower. Like, at that last place the shower was just broken. But she actually didn't have one. There was a bath with a cold tap and a hot tap. So she was using a bucket to wash herself. Oh man, that was some crazy ass "luck" I had with the showers. So I got upset, maybe overreacted just a little (but I was already on the edge from all the other crap I'd gone through) and told her I can't stay here. Damn, she got soooo upset with me. I asked if I could stay until Sunday and she wanted me to pay like 100 or more pounds for that. Fuck that, so I asked how much for just one night. 40 pounds, YAY (that's sarcasm, btw). So I started calling people, I was so nervous. Called these 2 guys whose flat I'd looked at before, they still said I couldn't move in cause the had to give everybody a fair chance. And another one as well. They both offered to put me up for the night, but I couldn't carry all my stuff there.
So I called the hotels and hostels, EVERYTHING was booked (except Hiltons, but c'mon). Then I called M, but he couldn't really help me either, except with money. And that's when I remembered the taxi driver! I called, he picked up straight away, I told him I can't stay here and I need him to pick me up and he was there in 2 minutes. He said he'd thought that something dodgy was going on with the Nigerian woman so he wasn't really that surprised when I called.
So once again, he helped me carry all my stuff down, back into the taxi and off we went. Just driving around the city, I had no idea what was happen to me. Then he said that his "lunch" break (he's working nights, I think it was 10 PM already or smth) is coming up and let's go drink some coffee at his place and discuss my situation. So we did. And then something happened that made me think that maybe not all people in Dundee are assholes. He offered me his spare bedroom for a few nights, just out of the goodness of his heart. Of course I took it, I didn't have anyplace else to go. So that's where I was on Thursday night, sleeping at A's house. Man, was I glad that I didn't have to spend the night out on the streets with all my 5 bags (why do I have so much shit anyway???). Thank u soo much :)
The next morning I went to check out the student accommodation, 93 pounds a week!!! WTF. And then as I was sitting in McDonalds, drinking my coke and eating a cheeseburger, I remembered that one of the adds said that there's a viewing for a flat on Friday. So I called, the guy said he's at the flat right now and I went to see it. I was waiting in front of the house with two other people, a girl and a guy and they also said they're here to see the flat. They were really friendly and I liked them from the start :). So basically, long story short, we decided to get the flat together. It's a really nice flat, big living area that is separated from the kitchen by glass doors. 2 bedrooms, one for me, one for them. Everything is so clean, the shower is working!!! And the landlord is really nice as well.
So here I am now, sitting behind my kitchen table, drinking coffee and writing about my horrible 4 days in Dundee, which just seem like a really bad memory right now.
Everybody can come and visit me anytime, just let me know. Like I said, biiig living room ;)
Take care guys, and if you ever find yourself in a similar situation - don't worry too much, it's all gonna work out in the end :)
I'll post some pictures later today.
Cheers!
Wednesday 7 September 2011
Another fucked up day
Wednesday, been in the UK 6 days. I've slept in 3 different places. Still don't have a permanent place to live. I'm fed up with this shit. Checking Gumtree every 10 minutes, email every 2 minutes. I just want a room, no big deal. I'm sad, alone and pissed off. I don't know at what, but generally pissed off.
Never again will I move in somewhere that I haven't even seen before. The shower is broken, windows let cold air through and the vacuum cleaner doesn't even deserve that name. And there are a lot of drunks here. I think I'm a bit scared. Oh man, I should just go to bed and hope for better luck tomorrow.
What the fuck am I doing here???
Never again will I move in somewhere that I haven't even seen before. The shower is broken, windows let cold air through and the vacuum cleaner doesn't even deserve that name. And there are a lot of drunks here. I think I'm a bit scared. Oh man, I should just go to bed and hope for better luck tomorrow.
What the fuck am I doing here???
Saturday 3 September 2011
From heaven to kind-of-hell in one hour
Arrived in Birmingham yesterday. Everything was fine. Life was good, I had my plans. Today though... I went to visit my aunt in Gloucestershire, it went well. After I got back to Bham, everything suddenly went to shit. See the thing is M was supposed to take me to Dundee on Monday. But he started saying shit like "i wanna be close to you, I love you" and bla bla, which he knows very well that these kind of things, coming from him, piss me off. So I cancelled it, our trip to Dundee, told him if he keeps saying shit like that then I'm not gonna go with him anywhere. I'll be better off on my own. At that point the headache I had had before had grown multiple times bigger. Three painkillers and already it's starting to wear off.
So there was nothing left to do except plan, and plan and call friends (I have a few living around the UK, thankfully) and plan some more. At the moment I'm sitting with my Thunderbird open and waiting for emails from all kinds of people who want to rent out flats or rooms. Or just put me up for a few nights here and there.
So I'm leaving on Monday, like I planned. Just not by car and I won't get to Dundee by the evening. I'm going to see B in Liverpool, not gonna tell M. After that it's S in Aberdeen for a few nights and then hopefully I can spend the weekend on some Polish girl's couch and Maybe next week after that I can stay at the student halls. It's all still a bit open and I'm really pissed off and stuff, but I'll get through it. One more person I need to get in touch with, hopefully I can leave some of my stuff with her.
Gonna go and try to sleep now I think... if I could just turn my brain off. Can't wait for tomorrow. Clear my head and think things through.
Gdnight
So there was nothing left to do except plan, and plan and call friends (I have a few living around the UK, thankfully) and plan some more. At the moment I'm sitting with my Thunderbird open and waiting for emails from all kinds of people who want to rent out flats or rooms. Or just put me up for a few nights here and there.
So I'm leaving on Monday, like I planned. Just not by car and I won't get to Dundee by the evening. I'm going to see B in Liverpool, not gonna tell M. After that it's S in Aberdeen for a few nights and then hopefully I can spend the weekend on some Polish girl's couch and Maybe next week after that I can stay at the student halls. It's all still a bit open and I'm really pissed off and stuff, but I'll get through it. One more person I need to get in touch with, hopefully I can leave some of my stuff with her.
Gonna go and try to sleep now I think... if I could just turn my brain off. Can't wait for tomorrow. Clear my head and think things through.
Gdnight
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