Good Lord, Hostel It Is

Away I went to the hostel. What an experience. It's been exactly 2 weeks now and I already feel it. By the end of the 1st week it felt like I'd lived in hostels for all my life. I was surprised at how fast I could adapt myself to that kind of life. I took to it so soon. I missed Mom and the fun time in the evenings with Coco (my 1yr old pup). By the end of one week it was an urge to get out of there. At the end of 2nd week now, it feels like I've been doing this for ages. Strange how soon you adapt to change in life. Stranger still, how an adamant and uncompromising soul like me settles down so fine. Love life on rocks. Nothing new in that. Just, too bad. I have to stop pitying myself. Academic life on the other hand, full on. It's exacting! Just the pre term courses are on still and we already have loads to read and stuff. Not fair. Considering we don't have access to the internet as yet. Me being a net addict am finding it a bit hard to survive. Estimates say at least another month before we are net enabled. Long wait, I say. Funny thing is, I'm a person who ranked love above a lot of things in priority charts. And I'm the one who gets the glorious opportunity to sit around and watch the last few feathers fall off. I'm so eager to finish my post grad and get kicking. Also I find it a little hard to act my age and not let my true irresponsible self on the leash. Contradicting emotions, I know. Nothing new on that. Listless detached wandering ghost. I'm loving it.