I have this strange feeling, I have moved back from exile in quite Salisbury back to my metropolis Reading... yet... I still miss the shitty halls of residence where I was staying for 9 months.

The Hits
*met some wicked people
*going to Venice in November
*only have to spend one more year (as its HND+ BA top up)

The Shits
*living in halls is rank, its 10x worse since you dont have anything to do
*dealing with a the admin side of college, I was ment to get a £500 bursey took 8 months to get the f*cker and when I had just payed my fees(late but within the space of time) the college sent me a snotty letter saying they would send out a debt collection squad... fuckers!
*the places to see round salisbury arnt walking distance. need a driving licence.

will post work of what I have been doing for the past 9 months soon, castle maine 4'xing shatted