So uni's been over for like a month and four days and it seems that I've attempted to make the most of something from nothing. By this, I mean mostly nothing.
I'm overly tired from being constantly woken up at 8am but I enjoy sitting with the family at the breakfast table. The garden apparently needs a lot of attention in the mornings, and my baby nephew demands it in the afternoon through the evening. I have to get used to the supposed noisy normality of family dinners and to become familiar to the rules again, such as not going out when I choose to. I have to be careful with my spending as so my mum doesn't spot I've brought new shoes to add to my 100+ personal collection and I have to learn to hide my parking fines from prying eyes.
There's a lot of 'have to's' but there doesn't seem to be much else that isn't a daily routine of chores or activities. I should be shot for calling chores 'activities' - they're nothing but busy labouring little obstacles that keep me bound to the house until I find a paying job.
The Vale's society is another thing I've still need to get my head around. When you see Luton, you find its inhabitants are really backwards and religiously dorky, but then you head further south into London, everyone else thinks you live in a backward cousin-marrying farm. That's the story all around for a particular ethnic minority, but you realise how much of it is true when someone different from you points it out. Backwardness: the ultimate definition of some wayward Pakis.
I look at Aylesbury as I'm driving around and think to myself that this town can't be that at all. Then I start looking at some of the residents as they're coming out of their homes to mow their lawns and tend to their flower pots and waving hello to one another and ask how one's health is, I find its a comfort, an idyllic place of living. Then the Pakis come trawling out and exploding their children across the park and then it's like oh my gosh where did these overgrown rats come from :(
I usually like interacting with people, so as long as they don't ask me whose daughter I am. I find that they are looking for a pre-set judgement and to see if my parent's reputation is highly praised enough in order for them to continue conversing with me. In some ways, it is an amazing favour in terms of when I need to disconnect from the social stereotypes already placed upon me and to allow myself to recreate a profile to another audience; i.e. Telling them I'm the sweetest little Asian girl around, winkity wink.
So this summer, I've got a to-do list: get in touch with the Council, sell to them my pitch about making a film about Aylesbury and getting people involved in it and then getting the community involved with the Vale big time so that life seems like one big party.
.....Except...
Although I dunno how good I am at that, especially if there's no money talking to me :(
