Hungry lil bunny moves country and likes to drink... A lot.

I'm Alisa, I'm 18, I'm small and I'm Chinese; Originally from Hong Kong and studying in the UK. The change was different and slightly surreal as England is very different. When I first arrived I landed at Heathrow airport I was tired, cold, and I missed my dad. On top of this I was absolutely starving and without food I cannot function like a regular human person. Whilst dreaming about sushi and rice, I dragged my ridiculously large suitcase around with me which was so not ideal. I instantly regretted not packing lightly but seeing as I moved country, I somehow let my Mum convince me it would be ideal to pack my whole bedroom and lug it to England!

Aside from the really long 13 hour plane journey, the fact that my taxi driver was 3 hours late and that I ended up crashing in a cosy little pub for the night, (Wild first night in the UK) I made it to university which was a massive achievement as I have terrible vision and had packed both my glasses AND contacts and I couldn't really see much. The process of enrolling at uni was so long. 

So far, as you can tell, everything in England took extra time when it came to me. 

The first really interesting thing that happened to me was on Saturday, my third day at university. Or as I like to call it, my first ever hangover. In HK I never partied or had drank alcohol so when a cute boy offered to buy me a drink I didn't even think I just nodded without any thought... I ended up at the pub crawl, which is apparently a cool thing to do at uni.. And after about 5 jagerbombs and several other things I can't remember, I came home and slept. But when I woke up and tried to move my head (and I couldn't) I knew I had made a big mistake. Apparently hangovers get better, so I end up drinking whenever I go to the local university bar but it never ends well, yet I still do it every weekend in hope that one day I will be able to master drinking and waking up with no hangover. Stay tuned.