Today, once again Vicky and I ventured into the depths. I'd like to point out that she whacked me really hard on my arm in a twisted version of "hello" as soon as she saw me. She's all spazzy cause she accidently friend requested some guy she was stalking on facebook. Fortunately, all seems to have quieted down on that front, and the guy doesn't think she's a freak. Yet.
Today there were a few fairs on, fresher's fair, community fair and change the world fair. It was pretty funky, we got tonnes of freebies. We're a bit lonely, cause it's just the two of us for now, but hopefully we have our induction on thursday and we'll make more friends then.
Tomorrow is the Jobs fair and volunteering fair, but we're going in kinda late, because I'm lazy.
Oh, I think I saw Luke today! But I'm not sure....WHO EVEN KNOWS?
I had maths class in the evening, it was swell it was.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Universityyy
So I'm not feeling like blogging, but I should write some stuff about uni.
On Saturday, Vicky and I went to FOCSOC welcome day, which is for freshers off campus. We were late cause I wanted to get a planner from selfridges, but that's fine cause it was worth it, the planner's gorgeous. It's got pictures of cats on it. The cats are playing rock music.
Anyway, we made our way to the guild, talking to some random people on the way, vicky tried to limbo and failed, I laughed. We went down into the basement of the guild, which was like a haunted house, and then there was this room with a load of people our age in it.
The guy organising it gave us stickers, mine was "Ron Weasley" and Vicky's was "Clyde," and then we had to find our partners. I managed to find Harry, and Vicky found Bonnie and we had a short conversation with them, before mosying off into the "Sutton and Erdington" group.
The purpose of the group was so we could share taxis on our way back from the nights out...that none of us wanted to go to. vicky was like "I'd rather sleep" and it's so not my scene, so we were both out. We made friends with a couple of people, some people were cool, some people were nice, some people were a little confused by us, but oh well.
Anyway, we're going back in tomorrow, hopefully we'll have a nice time and maybe meet some people we know!
On Saturday, Vicky and I went to FOCSOC welcome day, which is for freshers off campus. We were late cause I wanted to get a planner from selfridges, but that's fine cause it was worth it, the planner's gorgeous. It's got pictures of cats on it. The cats are playing rock music.
Anyway, we made our way to the guild, talking to some random people on the way, vicky tried to limbo and failed, I laughed. We went down into the basement of the guild, which was like a haunted house, and then there was this room with a load of people our age in it.
The guy organising it gave us stickers, mine was "Ron Weasley" and Vicky's was "Clyde," and then we had to find our partners. I managed to find Harry, and Vicky found Bonnie and we had a short conversation with them, before mosying off into the "Sutton and Erdington" group.
The purpose of the group was so we could share taxis on our way back from the nights out...that none of us wanted to go to. vicky was like "I'd rather sleep" and it's so not my scene, so we were both out. We made friends with a couple of people, some people were cool, some people were nice, some people were a little confused by us, but oh well.
Anyway, we're going back in tomorrow, hopefully we'll have a nice time and maybe meet some people we know!
Sunday, September 07, 2008
okay
I think I let things get a little out of perspective before. It's good to have friends that ground you, I just forget that sometimes. I'm lucky, really.
Today was a good day, I'm smiling.
Today was a good day, I'm smiling.
Friday, September 05, 2008
The madness slowly takes it's toll, lunging at me from behind the monitor when I least expect it. Four days without fanfictions, without so much as thinking of fanfictions, and I am not sure how much longer my sanity can hold up for.
I pacify my cravings for escapism with other medias, but another twenty six days of this may drive me over the edge. If i seem crazier than normal, you can assume the worst.
I really like sleeping. A lot. More than you'd think. It's nice when it's dark.
On another, just as blackening topic, I have a driving lesson tomorrow. If I don't pass my test soon, I'm going to have to take up residence in my wardrobe. Letters can be addressed to "The mirrored wardrobe" and slid between the gap of the door and the side of the wardrobe. I can make a nest in the coats, and sleep standing up; it wont be so bad.
I just ate a banana, and now the skin is empty. I wonder how it feels to be an empty banana skin. All your life you have a banana in you, you label yourself a banana, but then the banana is gone, and suddenly you're this "skin" you're just a covering not the real thing, not even half the real thing. You have this big identity shock right after you lose the only thing you could ever call family. Then you slowly blacken and rot. What a life.
Istanbul was nice but i feel the blue mosque could have been bluer. I haven't heard from Rachel or Kim in a long time. Rachel's on holiday somewhere, she should have gotten back today. Maybe she's mad that I missed her birthday party. I thought she would be happy since I paid a lot of attention to her gift, but she hasn't said anything, no messages or emails or anything. And I haven't spoken to Kim since results day, it's kinda hard to since she's glued to her boyfriend. Not that I blame her, that's normal I suppose. I figured out recently the reason all my friends think I hate boys, the reason I act like I do. It's because subconciously, I've always known that there's a part of my friend's lives that is completely separate from mine, the dating part specifically. It's something I can't understand, that I can't be a part of, and that I can't relate to, and I always knew sooner or later it was going to evolve, and become a bigger part. I suppose it boils down to them moving on, while I stay in the same place. I feel like that a lot, but I don't think it's a unique situation to me. I'm sure lots of people, maybe even the same friends, feel like that.
I've been feeling kind of stupid recently actually. I don't know why. Well I do, but I don't think the reasons are valid at all. I feel like I want to go on an identity holiday, you know, a holiday from being myself? Or maybe it's just late. I do get kinda whiney at night. It's a good thing no one's online
I pacify my cravings for escapism with other medias, but another twenty six days of this may drive me over the edge. If i seem crazier than normal, you can assume the worst.
I really like sleeping. A lot. More than you'd think. It's nice when it's dark.
On another, just as blackening topic, I have a driving lesson tomorrow. If I don't pass my test soon, I'm going to have to take up residence in my wardrobe. Letters can be addressed to "The mirrored wardrobe" and slid between the gap of the door and the side of the wardrobe. I can make a nest in the coats, and sleep standing up; it wont be so bad.
I just ate a banana, and now the skin is empty. I wonder how it feels to be an empty banana skin. All your life you have a banana in you, you label yourself a banana, but then the banana is gone, and suddenly you're this "skin" you're just a covering not the real thing, not even half the real thing. You have this big identity shock right after you lose the only thing you could ever call family. Then you slowly blacken and rot. What a life.
Istanbul was nice but i feel the blue mosque could have been bluer. I haven't heard from Rachel or Kim in a long time. Rachel's on holiday somewhere, she should have gotten back today. Maybe she's mad that I missed her birthday party. I thought she would be happy since I paid a lot of attention to her gift, but she hasn't said anything, no messages or emails or anything. And I haven't spoken to Kim since results day, it's kinda hard to since she's glued to her boyfriend. Not that I blame her, that's normal I suppose. I figured out recently the reason all my friends think I hate boys, the reason I act like I do. It's because subconciously, I've always known that there's a part of my friend's lives that is completely separate from mine, the dating part specifically. It's something I can't understand, that I can't be a part of, and that I can't relate to, and I always knew sooner or later it was going to evolve, and become a bigger part. I suppose it boils down to them moving on, while I stay in the same place. I feel like that a lot, but I don't think it's a unique situation to me. I'm sure lots of people, maybe even the same friends, feel like that.
I've been feeling kind of stupid recently actually. I don't know why. Well I do, but I don't think the reasons are valid at all. I feel like I want to go on an identity holiday, you know, a holiday from being myself? Or maybe it's just late. I do get kinda whiney at night. It's a good thing no one's online
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