By a band called Secondhand Serenade introduced to me by Emily. I only have a few songs by them but they're quite nice and I've been with Luke pretty much constantly this week to make up for lost time over christmas. It's been really nice seeing him so much and I get to see him even more this weekend because it's Strawbear Folk Festival in his home town. We're going to meet up with his friends from Highschool on Friday; Cag, Adam and Al who we haven't seen in ages which should be really good.
Me, Luke, Dic and Sarah went house hunting for next year as we'll all be staying on at uni. We only found 2 houses that we were interested in, one on Waldern street and one opposite Luke, dic and Sarah's local pub, the Stag. Waldern street was AWFUL! The bedrooms were absolutely miniscule, with only just enough space for the double bed if you didnt use the desk or wardrobe, a bright lemon/yellow living room with dated curtains and a big damp patch on the ceiling and a tiny little kitchen, with a single bathroom for all 4 people to share. It was £67 a week and the Landlord, who was really rude and defensive by the way, wanted a £200 deposit and a £50 holding fee, neither of which are needed legally. But the second house was beautiful. The bedrooms were HUGE, they were all very blank white rooms but with plenty of nails for pictures to hang, a massive kitchen and a really good sized living room. It was beautiful and I really wanted it, but it was £80 a week, way higher than any of our budgets. So we had to decline both of them and are now stuck because we cant find any other landlords with houses in the correct location. So the hunt continues.
As it's Strawbear this weekend I've been working frantically all day today to get my work done and so am having a bit of a break for a bit while I get my head working again. I'm hoping I can get another useful photoshoot at Strawbear to add to my work and hopefully get more than a measly 3rd.
Oh my head hurts too much. I'll write again sometime next week. I have my own photography project to finish, a photography history essay to write and Luke's dissitation to check through which I simply refuse to do without him being in the room in case I come across any sentences that are really hard to understand, so might be thursday before I write again. Au revoir mes amis.
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