WTF is this York place anyway?
So I leave for the UK today. I’ve not finished packing, and am somewhat worried about that, but otherwise I’m rather numb to the whole thing already. I guess it’s just that I’ve been waiting too long for this day.
The truth is, just a few years ago I’d have been one of those vacant-eyed zombies myself, since I’d never heard of York prior to university applications either.
So where exactly is York? A quick look at the Lonely Planet map of England shows its geographical location – somewhere in the mid-eastern part of Britain. Beyond superficial details such as this, well truthfully I know very little about the place. Aside from the general pace of life and… stuff like that.
But I guess I’ll be finding out soon enough, huh?
It’s like, located right beside the Psychology department! That makes me rather happy, with visions of waking up 5min before lessons start. Fine, maybe 10min’s a more realistic dream. But anyway, it’s got a pretty good location, relatively central, next to the lake (which might be bad from the stories I’ve heard regarding bird droppings), near the sports centre… Yay.
Eight more days before I actually get there though, first up is my London mini-vacation. For one whole week I shall be sponging off others and (hopefully) just enjoying myself before heading north to embark on my studies.
Brr. Studies. For almost three years I’ve been waiting for this, and yet when it finally approaches, there is this feeling of trepidation. Ironic, isn’t it?