Day13 Mar23

I could not sleep very well last night and woke up quite early. Yet it is quite cold so it took me some time to get out of my bed. My foldable bed.

I made my milk with egg and paid 20pounds for all my expenditure in these couple of weeks.

I checked my email and found someone responding to my Starving Artist Fund.

OMG. GOD LOVES ME AND YOU.

I can't find my notebook which I have probably left in Paul's flat. I don't like this, though I know Paul is harmless.

It's raining outside. It's cold. I hate this.

Another day has gone.

I sat on the sofa reading for the whole morning. Around noontime Trevor threw me out of the flat. I knew he was right, I should be looking for my own flat and work, sitting won't help. But god knows how lazy I am. And no doubt I gotta spend money when I go out. I just wanted to stick on the sofa for the whole day.

Anyway,  I took an hour struggling, another hour for a shower, and managed to leave home before 2pm. It was sunny to my surprise, still cold. British weather.

I went to Mellomello to ask if anyone can teach me how to start looking for a flatshare. They said I could start with newspaper or go up to those student hostels next to the Flute. I went up hill and looked for the Flute and the hostels next to them. Not too helpful. They are really only for students.

I went back to Bold Street and happened to see a restaurant hiring people. I went in and asked. I left my details and contact and hope I can find a job there. I asked the waiter about looking for a flat. He knows a girl in Kingsinton and maybe able to help. I thanked them and went to the FACT art space. Then I sat down and called the girl. The girl spoke cantonese as well and will be able to offer a room within 200pds/month.

I went back to Mellomello again. The waiter there reckon me as Japanese I guess and gave me some fried rice tea. I sat there reading Umberto Eco.

'Hence his relief at having escaped death was now accompanied by dismay at this treble solitude;

I imagine that in those days, and on those seas, more ships were wrecked than returned safely home; but to one shipwrecked for the first time the experience must have been a source of recurrent nightmares' 

Later I went home and I checked my email. Another guy could able to offer me a room in Smithdown 130pds/month.

I am going to see both houses tomorrow.

And I have bought a stretched canvas in Home & Bargain today. Painted the back acrylic layer. Looking forward to moving to my new place as soon as possible. I have the whole finished painting in my mind.