Moving in: Royal Holloway

Moving in to RH wasn’t what I was expecting. Well, in some ways it was, because a) I ended up at Royal Holloway and b) I wasn’t exactly expecting space stations and Martians (…), but in others it wasn’t. I wasn’t expecting to get here and sort of feel like I’m dreaming and I’m about to wake up, probably five years ago when I was 14. I definitely wasn’t expecting to be in a flat with 6 girls (me inclusive), 1 guy and 1 MIA flatmate. Hopefully we’ll find zir before the end of Freshers week, or zie won’t be able to get into the flat.

Shopping was pretty exciting, for a given value of the word ‘exciting’. It’s kind of cool to have my own shelf in a fridge/freezer, although I’m sure the novelty will wear off soon. Probably around the time I get so bored of cooking I just buy boxes of pot noodles. I’m sure that day won’t come for a while yet though…

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I hope you like the posters. It’s a Gryffindor poster, by the way, because I’m in Gryffindor house. I was very disappointed.

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Also my room is pretty messy at the moment, but yes, that is a double bed, and yes I did stick up the calendar on my notice board. Spending money on stationery seems to be my thing at the moment.