Moose
<<2003-01-16 - 8:24 p.m.>>

Me and my parents drove up; it took a couple of hours, including the stop at Leeds to pick up my train ticket for the return journey since we had to use a special machine to print it out (since we got it off the net). We rounded the corner and I was awed. There was a huge cathedral and a castle atop a hill surrounded by streets, impressive buildings and surrounding that, fields and trees. The weather decided to kind since it was sunny both days. We walked around Durham for four hours, had some lunch, then at 4pm we drove down a long road (about 20 minutes long if you’re walking) to Van Mildert College. My parents told me to have a good time and drove off, leaving me, my bag and the lump in my throat.

I walked in hesitantly and was seized by some current students in yellow t-shirts who took me to my room. They were very nice, posh without being stuck-up. On my floor there was a girl called Alice from Manchester and another called Sarah from Wales. I got the impression they were both from posh areas and families; both of them went to private school. Everyone seemed to, apart from me! There was a guy from Surrey and one from Essex who was really nice. I didn’t meet anyone I didn’t like. We ate, sat in the bar which is kinda like a pub, played pool, danced at the intentionally-cheesy disco and then all sat in the common room and chilled for a while. I felt at home instantly and when I had to leave after breakfast I didn’t want to go!

I’ll spare you the modern languages school bit, suffice to say it was nice, the staff were super-cool and I had some free time after my lectures before I headed up to the train station (which took some finding!) Anyway one hour and tens minutes on a high speed Virgin train later and I was in Leeds and from there it was but two 20 minute journeys, by train and bus, back to my doorstep. The entire journey took two and a half hours and that included a 15 minute delay on the Leeds train. Not bad, not bad.

One thing though… I took Moose, my stuffed reindeer Rob got me last Christmas and I left him there! I’ve emailed them to see if they will send him up for me but I doubt they will. I’ve slept with that reindeer for over a year; he comes everywhere with me. Yeah I know, it’s pathetic but I guess it symbolises Rob to me. He should be flattered that I’m so obsessed. Lol. I think it's also because at the time when he gave it to me, I was still finding it hard to believe we were actually giving it another go and it sort of made me feel... more secure. I actually felt like, I don't know... we were becoming a proper couple. Meh, I'm weird and this sounds like crappy psychobabble.

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