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I’m sat, at 2.03 awake, and still feeling like I am crashing at a mates. It’s quite a surreal feeling – a feeling of, hmm… When do we go home? I guess it’ll take time to really get used to calling this place home – yet maybe I never will. We’ve not spent over 24hrs in the place, and between the 3 of us, we’ve chatted about the house, the ‘hood and all of it. In short, we all agree that this isn’t what we want. Sure deep down i’ve known this for a while (from the day my dad told me where it was – hence my lack of enthusiasm!) but now we know for sure. Sure we needed a place, and yes it’s great we got one – but that’s no history, like I said yesterday, this really doesn’t have a future, it’s just a small piece to the puzzle.. So much so infact, that I had assumed we’d be tied to the initial six month lease on the house – yet my dad is willing to say goodbye to 15 – 20% of the deposit, to potentially move out before the six month period is out. To me, brutally that is great news. In some ways it seems arrogant, and someone hasty to be speaking so ill of this place… “You’ve only been here 5 minutes I hear you say, but well your gut feeling is there for a reason, y’know? I am just glad, the other 2 are in roughly the same train of thought as me now! So… Quite possibly we’ll be moving once more – AGAIN. Sure, there’s no timescale to really hammer down to, on this one, but at least we have time on our side this time. We have the time, to scope places, and find a place, hopefully we really can call home.

It’s strange, the house has it’s good points, yet I really am so damn negative about it all. When I think of things, prior to moving, and having moved, all I think of is…

- It’s the otherside of town, right near the outskirts – about 3 miles from Work, and the Sports Centre.
- It’s in what I call a rough part of the town, I really don’t fancy hanging around too far from home, late at night!

Then there’s the house itself…

- The bloody phone isn’t working. Who the hell, rents out a house, where the telephone connections in the house, DO NOT work. We noticed a wire that leads into the living room, that is snipped. If that’s the telephone wire, I will be pretty annoyed – how the hell they might of missed this, is beyond me. I’ll have to take a picture.

- No Dishwasher! So the gap for where the Washing machine goes, is big enough for that, and then some. A weird size infact – it fits a dishwasher and err… Maybe half of one? I really don’t understand WHAT use the smallish gap is, next to it. Nobody really thought that out, did they? So we’ve got a dishwasher sat in the back room, doing jack.

- 2 Washing Machines. So we have our own Washing Machine, plus the one that’s here. So not only do we have to store the dishwasher, but also a washing machine – kinda mounting up – you see?

- 2 Fridge freezer combo’s. Yep, not only does the ‘above’ apply, but there was also a fridge-freezer here too, so we’ve one of those to STORE as well. Ugh, how damn annoying is this?!!

- The flooring? Wow, you gotta see the Kitchen flooring, how retro? It’s the old black and white tiling from what? …The 70′s? It looks terrible, how embarrassing?

- Living room carpet? It seems the carpeting like many things in the house, is new – why the hell is there a bright red (scarlet esque) colour carpet in the living room? I am sorry, that really isn’t working for me, everytime I see it, it niggles me!

- Bloody doors. Every single door is tight, hard to open and squeaks. Heh, yes yes, it might so petty, but O’ so true, I guess as and when they did the recent refurb, it’s something they overlooked, but it makes every door hard to close and open – annoying late at night when you’re trying to be quiet. Topping it off, the front door is kinda a joke, so much so it’s apparently being replaced. When that’ll be, I have no idea, maybe we’ll not be here by then?!

- The shed? Wow, this really is a relic, when I first saw it, I kinda sniggered to myself. I don’t know quite how it’s still standing – it surely looks like it’ll tumble over in a moderate wind, sometime soon. – Surely not man enough, nor secure enough (…in this hood) to store all Stan’s tools…

…There are far more, but well, I could probably go on all night…

Wow, I sound like a right bitch now, and some of those points sound minor, granted, but I dunno it all mounts up. It just feels kinda crappy overall. The only real upside I can think of, is my bedroom is pretty damn massive. It makes up exactly half the size of the upstairs, which is tidy. Besides that, I ain’t really feelin’ much – thankfully i ain’t alone there!

So Ok, Steve, the house isn’t all that, stop being such a fussy git, you live closer to your mate now!
Yes, now that is true. That’s another upside, way to go, that’s now what, two? What you don’t realize however, is the chances of me getting beaten up, mugged, robbed, or anything similar feels a whole lot higher. I was saying to my dad, sure enough NOTHING might not happen as far as those elements are concerned. But for me, that’s not so important, if everytime you’re out and around you have that in your mind, you’re just worrying. Why should you even feel like that? It’s like being back at school worrying about the bullying. Deffo not cool. I had to walk home from football tonight, and as always I had my iPod on. Normally I waltz home (ok not literally ) full volume without a care in the world. This time, it was a case of -

- Ok now, stick to the main roads, avoid those shortcut alleys.
- Maybe you should turn your volume down? …You might need your hearing, you dunno who’s about?
- On that subject, keep your eyes open, and scope like a motherf’… If you’re one step ahead there too, you’re in safer hands

So with those rules applied, I walked home. I got home, and there wasn’t really much, maybe I am being a little over the top? Yea probably am, but hey… The fact that I am even thinking about it, spells out that this place ain’t right. Forgetting me for a second, I know my dad doesn’t really want to have to worry about his nice shiny motorbike being vandalized, stolen, etc. It’s just so much to think about, mentally, and tha’ ain’t cool.

Asides from all this for a moment, enjoyed watching the end of the Masters tonight. I didn’t really want Tiger Woods to win, although that chip on the 16th was truly amazing! It was a close final round though, quite enjoyable to watch! Gonna have to try me some of this Golf stuff sometime though, for sure.. Will be hard, but hella fun!

That’s a whole lot of typing up there, and I still can’t post it online. Apparently BT are coming up Thursday to check the line. It better be fixed that day. Maybe i’ll try and sneak online tomorrow, and post some of this, at work. Wow, so much to think about too.. Work, no going home at lunches, what do I need to pack? Do this, do that… Damn hectic stuff, ugh.. Come to think of it, where’d my weekend just go?

Oh well, let’s see how my first day’s work goes, after the move… Just how long really is it, to walk to work? We shall see, in what… 7hrs?