I made my usual arrangements to stay on Richard and Lee's sofa today, however after calling Lee who said it was fine because Richard would be at the flat this evening and then calling Richard who said the same of Lee I realized that neither would, in fact, be present and that staying on their sofa wasn't an option.
Still, It would be patently unjust to complain as they have been extremely accommodating in allowing me the use of their couch for the Sunday-Monday stayover so I can get to my early monday morning appointment on time. They have also been kind enough to allow me the use of their sofa for tomorrow night so I can be at my exam on time (9 am, no less).
After that exam I best get looking for property in earnest, I've been prevented from doing so, until now by my exams and revision routine but with an end in sight (tuesday afternoon to be precise) I have leave to scout around.
Shadowbane continues to wreak havoc upon my spare time, leveling like a demon to try and catch up with Conrad, I accidentally overtook him. After an hour of optimistic waiting around for him, Conrad despite the odds, logged into the world and it looked like we were about to go and do some serious gaming. Up until the point that my mother needed to make a phone call and I was obliged to leave with a hasty explanation only 15 seconds after having met up with him.
I really need that flat so I can get my broadband set up again. It'd be wonderful to get back to how I was at the beginning of my first year of university, the master of my own affairs. However the flat was never 'mine' - particularly towards the end of my tenure when I seemed to spend more time cohabiting with my grandmother than not.
I always feel ungrateful being home, as if I don't do enough around the house to justify my staying there.
However at the same time I don't feel comfortable here, its just not where I need to be. I can say that family life away from my father sucks just as much as it ever did but people just get on with things. That's the problem, I spent so long just accepting the status quo in the hope of better days that now that there's no longer the 'light at the end of the tunnel' I don't see why the hell I'm bothering. Everyone assumed I loved it here in England.
Certainly I enjoyed the company of my friends but at the end of the day the only thing that mattered to me was that the family was together and Hong Kong was the only place where that could happen. When that was taken from me I felt as if I was a lieutenant in some deserted army, why on earth should I bother to soldier on when all I strove for had been stripped of me?
Everything just seems ridiculous, I'm beginning to question why I even play the game. Wouldn't it just be easier to spend my weekends up in London when I'm in my flat? Apparently it just makes people sad. I don't care about other people's feelings you see, they can't manage when I act that way. They just cry.
On a significantly lighter note, to dam this lengthy stream of pontification, I offer you one of the more humorous case titles I've come across in my study for today's snapshot.
Butt v Slack - God bless the common law
It might not be as fantastically silly as the brilliant Michael Jackson Fancy Goods Ltd case (which was heard in 1968, making the coincidence all the more outlandish), but it has its strengths :)
Later
John
Posted by John Swaine at January 25, 2004 06:48 PM