Diary entry 5 - First week at the academy

Entry number five :First week at the academy

There were a few things which I had to adjust to but just couldn't. My first night there I broke the toilet somehow. I felt bad. Something had messed up with the payment and I wasn't really supposed to be there, but they let me stay that night anyway.

But, yeah, I broke the stupid toilet. Yeesh.

I have a cool room mate called Mirko who swears constantly. It's great. He keeps buying me food. He's pretty damn cynical but I find it funny. Toilets here, jesus christ. Toilets are bad.... We went to a hospital to use the toilets and they literally had a bucket. You go in a bucket in a hospital! The ones in the academy are more western. They have that whole greek thing where you have a small bin next to the toilet to put toilet paper in, which I hate. Also the cubicle doors are more like saloon doors, everyone can see you... The Chinese kids aren't at all bothered by this, some of them lean over to say 'Hi' and stuff. It creeps me out. But I have had conversations while on the can.

Showers are a pain too. They're only on for about two hours in the day, and they're GROUP showers. I hate group nakedness. Yeesh. They used to have shower curtains, you can see they railings, but now there aren't any. You can't just NOT shower, because you'd smell awful. I whined to Mirko about this. I said "You don't understand I'm ENGLISH we don't do this kind of thing" "What the f**k do you think we do in Italy? We don't have f**king meetings in the shower." (Mirko's Italian, by the way.)

He has a point. I guess.

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