I don't know what I expected. I guess I was stupid enough to imagine it being fantastic and all these fun things to be going on, and to meet loads of friends.
Instead it's been a mix of being woken up 4 times a night, screaming drunk people, falling out with flat mates, too much work to keep on top of, horrific home sickness and yeah. I really don't like it.
I guess the loneliness is the worst. But what can I do about it?
Photographs...don't expect any. I didn't bring my camera. Not that there is much here to take pictures of. I'm pretty much stuck in a mile radius from my accommodation.