Sonnets.

'Room'

I gaze out of the apartment window, and look down.

That German atmosphere fills the street with remarkable sound -

happiness travels through my veins as my childish excitement

observes those roads constructed of a dark grey cement.

I turn around, and a beastly, familiar stench starts to fill the room:

The old lady who lives at the bottom has started cooking her brothy doom.

It fills me with memories of all the times I have been here; I love it.

To anyone new here it would cause tears. I don’t move a bit.

We’re all ready to go shopping, so we leave the flat

I glance behind me, closing my eyes and embracing this fact.

I already wish to return, but with all the Lego and art supplies I buy

I’ll spend the rest of the day with new toys, on a natural high.

I’ll only be here a weekend but I love it here, when I go I’ll be sad.

But that’s the only disadvantage when you’re reunited with your Dad.

'Sex'

Night falls and two sensual lovers clash,

warmth of hands caresses a heartbeat.

Lingerie is now visible, tightly holding feminine figure;

love is in the air as these bodies meet.

Man in the window, watching their innocence:

hot air invades his head as he watches pure passion.

Bed in vision, heart on sleeve, envy spreads through his mind -

Good riddance, he spares a last thought.

Pillow meets hair inside the house, the man whimpers.

Yeah, he thinks, get ready, do it.

Male and female are interrupted in their slumber –

Experience this, you cruel bitch, he yells;

flesh hits the wall as the gun is fired, passion falls to dust.

Different atmosphere turns to dark from lust.

Arriving at Portsmouth, Pt. 2

So the buses are becoming real drags on my attitude to University life. It still bugs me how I have to travel miles along with other poor sods whilst those lucky people in the city centre leave their rooms five minutes before lectures.

But anyway. I'm still really enjoying the course. The amount of writing I'm doing is copious and I'm enjoying writing every single piece. I have two Assessments due very soon but I'm keeping on top of it and therefore giving myself more time to plan for further Assessments. I have a test soon, gulp.

I'm also cooking good meals now. Being in part catered halls means I have the rare opportunity to cook aside from weekends. So I savour the moment and go all out in effort; i.e. buying the ingredients and enjoying cooking each meal. I've also taken a massive liking to my favourite meat, Gammon. One of the big perks of cooking for yourself - you can eat what you like! Which does honestly mean I've eaten some Pot Noodles on occasions, but not too many.

I've yet to make ANY of the cocktails I've got up on my wall. I bought a humongous poster during the Fresher's Fayre which has pictures of cocktails of all different varieties. I do eventually plan on making one. I'll tell you when I do. It'll probably excite me more than anyone else..

Clubbing is amazing in Portsmouth, especially when you have spontaneous housemates. Before Uni I would never have agreed to go out a day before or rarely even an hour before, but I love it. And Portsmouth has everything. Bars, pubs, clubs and pub-clubs (you know, those pubs that play club music and have a dance floor, and are then there for you the next day holding a bacon sandwich to cure your hangover).