Temporary Home in the College House
It's the first time ever when I really live alone and on my own. It's only a tiny room and a kitchen but I have to look after completely everything. I do the cooking, shopping, washing, household chores and many other boring things. I'm supposed to say that's something very difficult but I can cope with it, believe me or not.
However, when I came to Luton and saw this bloody room (let's call it a cell ;-)), I suddenly felt homesick as ever. I was blaming myself for making a wrong decision to go study abroad. I felt really desperate. You probably can't imagine that if you've never been in same situation. I felt much better after unpacking my luggage and started realising that there's no way back.
After three weeks I can say that it's not that bad. I'm OK although I do not live in a home dreamt of. At least it's close to the university. Let's explore the College House now!