I wanna go back to Cardiff!!!!
It was pretty torturing for me yesterday having to endure the long ride to Pembrokeshire. Finally moved into the cottage, but all I am hoping for is to get back to Cardiff.
I appreciate the wonderful effort of the undergrad staff finding accomodation for us in a wonderful cottage, but being a city girl and having no car, it's a nightmare for me to live in a farm. The cottage would be great if I'm just here for placement, but the fact that I've got numerous exams coming up, makes this isn't much of a holiday. Also, the cottage isn't the most conducive place to study because I haven't got a study table in my room, and I don't wish to be studying with my other coursemates using the kitchen table. I like being alone when I'm revising, in an environment I can call my own and am familiar with.
I woke up several times last night too because my room's freezing cold. Felt weird sleeping alone and I don't like the feeling too. Missed my boy so much last night that each time he called, my tears just rolled and rolled continuously. I feel like a complete baby and I never knew I would be this weak in a situation like this. I want so much to just hang onto the phone and keep it there the entire night, but we've got limited talk time, and I definitely don't want his bills to start shooting sky high again.
I'll try to overcome this no matter what. Like what Dad said,a doctor's gotta be adaptable to even the most harsh environment. Ok. I know this isn't in some jungle, but it's shit enough for me to have to think about my meal, transport, money and studies every week and making sure everything is planned out nicely before I start shitting myself. That is STRESS, when it is so darn unecessary if I'm left in somewhere easier to get around, like Swansea.
Few more nights alone before I shoo back to Cardiff for a good few days. At least I'm sure I'll feel better having my boy with me and revising in a familiar environment. I'll rather spend a few hrs a week commuting between here and Cardiff every week (and sleeping on the way) for finding my mental support and allowing myself to have a short break abt my constant worrying here. And not to forget, proper place to revise.
It was pretty torturing for me yesterday having to endure the long ride to Pembrokeshire. Finally moved into the cottage, but all I am hoping for is to get back to Cardiff.
I appreciate the wonderful effort of the undergrad staff finding accomodation for us in a wonderful cottage, but being a city girl and having no car, it's a nightmare for me to live in a farm. The cottage would be great if I'm just here for placement, but the fact that I've got numerous exams coming up, makes this isn't much of a holiday. Also, the cottage isn't the most conducive place to study because I haven't got a study table in my room, and I don't wish to be studying with my other coursemates using the kitchen table. I like being alone when I'm revising, in an environment I can call my own and am familiar with.
I woke up several times last night too because my room's freezing cold. Felt weird sleeping alone and I don't like the feeling too. Missed my boy so much last night that each time he called, my tears just rolled and rolled continuously. I feel like a complete baby and I never knew I would be this weak in a situation like this. I want so much to just hang onto the phone and keep it there the entire night, but we've got limited talk time, and I definitely don't want his bills to start shooting sky high again.
I'll try to overcome this no matter what. Like what Dad said,a doctor's gotta be adaptable to even the most harsh environment. Ok. I know this isn't in some jungle, but it's shit enough for me to have to think about my meal, transport, money and studies every week and making sure everything is planned out nicely before I start shitting myself. That is STRESS, when it is so darn unecessary if I'm left in somewhere easier to get around, like Swansea.
Few more nights alone before I shoo back to Cardiff for a good few days. At least I'm sure I'll feel better having my boy with me and revising in a familiar environment. I'll rather spend a few hrs a week commuting between here and Cardiff every week (and sleeping on the way) for finding my mental support and allowing myself to have a short break abt my constant worrying here. And not to forget, proper place to revise.
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