Right now I am roaming the university’s corridors. I just submitted the remaining documents I had to and I have successfully enrolled for Physiotherapy starting the day after tomorrow morning. One problem, though, still remains: I have nowhere to live. And why is that, you ask? Because when I first started enrolling for the Newcastle University I had a place to live in, which were the dorms. I contacted the administrative staff and sent all the things they asked me to, then I got a confirmation that all I had to do was bring the rest of the papers and finish the whole process. That was a couple of months ago. I was still living in America and, for a series of reasons, couldn’t come to Newcastle sooner. And, of course, they couldn’t accept those papers via e-mail, because that would make things too easy.

So I went to the university as soon as I could. Which was a few hours ago. I literally jumped out of the plane and came here. And then a very apologetic old lady had to explain to me that some sort of mistake happened and that the room that was supposed to be mine was handed to someone else. And that they were out of rooms. She said they would do everything they could to try to get me a room, but that could take some time. Then she handed me a few hotel fliers and apologized again. I asked around the administrative office if there weren’t any shared houses or anything available, but since the semester’s start is just around the corner they didn’t know of anyone still looking for a roomie.

And don’t judge me. Yes I should have come sooner, but… my situation is a little bit complex, to say the least. And you would need to learn a few things in order to get the whole picture. First of all should probably be my name... I mean, how rude of me, I just started talking and forgot you don't even know who I am. The name is Thomas Hiro Clarke. But I mostly introduce myself by omitting Hiro. Not that I dislike it, I mean it does say about my heritage and it has a pretty cool meaning of "generous". Plus it could be written in kanji to show off all my not so limited knowledge of Japanese. Which I totally didn't do all of the time when I was a kid. But you have to agree it sounds a little bit weird when you pronounce it. If only I got one dollar for every time someone thought my name was Tomohiro or some weird variation. I wouldn't be that rich, but still.

Anyway, second thing to know should be about my parents: mr. and mrs. Clarke. Actually, scratch that, better yet: General Clarke and Doctor Clarke (as in she has a doctorate degree, not as in went to med school). Or Richard and Nanao as most people call them during non-official or non-professional situations? You know what, call them whatever you want (but be respectful). So, he has been in the army probably since the foundation of the army. Seriously, the man is the very definition of protocol and by-the-book. Which faze me, since he married the most easygoing japanese woman of the planet. If not for two occasions, I could swear nothing ever upsets my mother. And that might explain their harmonious dynamics. Or it could be the fact that she is a lot smarter than him and know how to have her way while letting he think he is having his? She is a world-renowned geneticist, after all. And they both are very busy people.

Well, onto the third thing: I kinda have a job. Not exactly a "job" job, because I certainly am not registered for payroll, have a labor union or anything along those lines. But maybe an occupation? Though, can you even call a full-time, no-vacation and not-that-much-willingly thing an occupation? Oh, screw semantics! Bottom line is: I'm a superhero.