Effectuation

This happens to me all the time. At the beginning of a journey, I would start on one end of the spectrum of emotion and at the end of the journey, I would definitely stood on the opposite end of the emotion spectrum. For example, I started out hating this place so much that I complained about every little thing like how far the walk is, the bed hurts me, or the water pressure on the shower is too low, the light too dim or there's no big tesco or huge groceries stores for me to feed myself or even the chair, the chair takes some blame too because it's rocking. But today is my last day and I think I am going to miss this place. I think I wouldn't mind coming back even if the shower is not nice, no cheap food or the bed's spring poke my back. I only see the beauty when I decide to look and go for it.

Paediatrics is not too bad at the end of the placement. And I found nice thing to look at on the exhausting 20 minutes walk from the accommodation to hospital. Also the sea. I just love wind, waves and beach.

I think I am a kind of person who hold strongly to her own first impression and takes a lot of time adjusting or opening up to personally-regarded-alien ideas. Because of that, I have to admit, I have missed out on a lot of things or opportunities. And I am ashamed of that.

PS: Something has gotta change
PSS: I don't feel guilty for ditching book to go to the seafront.
Worth every minute!

 Window that wont open. Hard bed.

 Classic heater which I don't know how to operate. My only source of light - table lamp.

Useless dim ceiling light. The only mirror for my vanity.

 Afternoon tea for two. Only £5.50!

 

Typical gray day in Southend. With Atie.

Last day. Southend suddenly decided to be sunny. Lonely stroll by the beach.

Stalking people