Everything is done and pushing the door out for exit the corridor. This accommodation forms with six floors and four rooms made up a square of living place with kitchen, shower and toilet in the center with two rooms in each sides. Leaving my side through door when see a stair behind my room, located on the right-hand side for fire exit and to the first floor as well. But this is time-consuming and going to lift through corridors saves my energy for step down.
Remember arriving here at the beginning of year gives me a sense of living in modern days. My previous student accommodation in Bangor did not have lift for travelling up and downstair. My first day was a disaster, although previous working experience need lifting a heavily boxes of drinks, there is no need to climbing stair. My room was on third floor and required me pulling up my suitcase with full of foods from hometown while climbing up stair.
Later in semester, my friend invites me to her accommodation, and it was the moment for me discovering prices would affect the quality of student accommodation. Her accommodation has a lift once you enter the building.
This horrible memory rises up every time for remind me being grateful for the exitance of the lift. Red light appearing around the metal button which an arrow sculpting out is preventing me annoying it again by continuous pressing. Although my eye is remaining on the metal door patiently, my body is exposing with anger of questioning life arrival. Angry is slowly eating my sense of calm which keeps me still. Angry is flowing around my body entire as boiling water as heating my temperature internally. Eruption is about to come with unsteadily feet.
Fortunately, metal rope is moving up and allowing life dropping down which calming me down by hearing it through the wall. Door opens and empty lift makes me comfortable for standing in the middle after pressing buttons. Inside this up and down cage, gravity dragging it down while the force around the lift creating a speechless fear from nervousness. Questioning a series of questions that they will ask during interview as well as imagining the interview situation in brain.
Door spits up to each side allowed me exit freely before zipped back in again for another round of human transportation. Heading out to the huge glassed automatic door and pushing the outer door for final step of exiting the building. Fresh air greeting me with his friends Wind picking the leaves down from the tree as well as coolness to my face. Friendship between them awakes me from warmness of the building. Face is complaining solely that suffering the frozen torture from the wind. Instant response of wearing mask would protect my face from it, but, it would makes me stand out in the crowd as well. Compare to the mental torture from various eye’s staring at me, sticking with my non facial protection plan would be effectively.
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There is a pavement of irregular and various surface cobblestones for vehicle. Although there is road for car in front of student accommodation allowed student moving things easily, the usage of the road is putting into awkward place. Therefore, don’t really bother to check whether there are incoming cars, but my intelligence comes in and stop me with safety advice on my insurance can cover my cost of funeral but not any long-term illnesses.
Most of the low-speed cars appears around university definitely know there are people running around from the learning of driving theory. Low speed car unable to send you see the god of death but the god of losing limb with sufficient pains. Although there is no exitance of cars temporary, grumbly engines sounds from speedy cars passing to my ears warning me watch out for cars. These self-taught conversations end with a quick eye check each side before running to the opposite of road.
Shattered and irregular road surface brings up the awareness of avoid holes of rainwater. Jogging to another side of safe organised clear pavement along with some trees standing a line with some leaves and branches remaining above for photosynthesis. Although staying in same area and location, experiencing different road surface making my foot uncomfortable and hard to walk. Happiness and joyfulness jump out from heart deeply for the appreciation staying in this city for master. Different road surfaces are jointing into a historical background of the city along the church and wall from the garden. Questioning obstacles of conservating the road surface properly for safe walking in the city when on my way to the shop.
Hard surface from bottom of the shoes cannot crash against organised pieces of cobblestones pavement. My feet can feel their collision during every interaction with them until arriving the modern day pavement of concrete bricks. Despite the cobblestones causing discomfort and inconvenience for me to walk, historical beauty and scene will be ruin if it is disappear.
Road is separated into two style. One is ancient style from… possibly Victorian period, combining with the modern day white flat square bricks style. Huge contrast between road are guiding me. When there is no roughness from cobblestone, my feet is walking as freely as a released bird from a locked cage. Walking as comfortable as on a soft carpet. Noticing colour changing of road surface conveying approaching to the shop closer. Finishing the ancient journey and the modern route is separated by a long bricks for tariff in middle with hills on either side of road. Although my feet is feeling enjoyable when the modern style begins, there is still an obstacle of tariff coming for me.
