Life At University Aint Grand : Chapter 2

So Now You Know The Situation

In the last post I left off where I had told you why I was stuck in this situation. Now we get, to how I got here, literally not metaphorically.

Moving In Day

The Plan

Moving in day is when the university first get to show you what a sleek oiled working machine they really are, they sent me a time to get to my accomodation at 3.30 so my parents thought if we leave at 11 O'clock we would get to the town centre about 1 O'clock have lunch. Then arrive on campus at 3. Get settled into accomodation and then go to Tescos get the essentials. They could get home at a reasonable time and all would be grand in the world.

The Reality

But as usual it all got off to a great start, we got to the M25 which is a motorway that circles London only to find it closed in one direction and traffic jammed in the other. So we decide to go through London instead I mean how hard can it be right, right, WRONG. We get lost and drive round in circles with Dad's new GPS telling us all kinds of crazy directions and then when WE go the wrong way it starts screaming at us do a U-turn now. Which wouldn't be to bad if we weren't on one way streets.

We eventually get out of London, on the otherside of the closure. Simple coasting from here right. Wrong again. As we go down another motorway to the University there is a turn off before the one that we want that says "Town this way", I say to Mum not this one the next turning she acknowledges but turns off anyway. Obviously just not listening. After some heated discussion we get her to drive us back on the road but she gets us back on going the way we just came all tempers are on the edge of a knife. Eventually we arrive at the campus.

Some normal everyday student who had unwittingly put himself in danger by helping out on moving in day for freshers, giving cars directions to there car parks was in for a big surprise. Mum pulls up beside the young chap. Dad rolls down the window, he asks for directions then asks more questions when met with a student that doesn't know the full ins and outs of the plan. Dad lets loose all cannons. Mum immediatly starts driving off before Dad scares the poor kid to death.

Everyone calms down as everything else on campus goes to plan, we then go to Tesco's to get essentials, we arrive and nearly all the shelves are empty, apparently nobody had told the tescos that freshers would be moving in today, we get half the stuff I need, walk back to campus Mum and Dad leave to go home. So all in all we didn't deviate much from the plan.

The Good

Oh there was good in here somewhere. As I unpacked I met what would become a great friend, hopefully a life long friend ( lets hope he doesn't read this and get a big head) Paul.He lives opposite, as in the opposite end of the hall way. He studys the same modules as me and we talked and got friendly. Also then moved in Louise she was nice to meet but I didn't imagine we'd get along she seemed abit of a clean freak. The others didn't make much of an impression. We all had a safety meeting to go to in the evening , none of us wanted to go but we were promised free drinks. Off we went, Alex had only just arrived. It was the same old, dont leave kitchen door open will set off fire alarms in hallway. Do not...blah.

At the end we had a free drink each then left it was really crowded. Being still early we went back to the flat as I now call it. When we arrived Alex's parents and little brothers were still unpacking, how did he get them so well trained, they all had big smiles on there faces as if they couldn't be happier doing anything else. Any way they finished and we were all in the kitchen then talking, when someone suggested we go to the union, it might have been me.

So we all got ready and went to the union, it really cheered me up, the first time I had gone to a nightclub in england, the first time I had gone to a nightclub not by myself. Later I would find two of these six housemates to be true friends. And the rest would be friends.

First Post

Life as a University Student Aint that Grand

Chapter 1

People always say, "Go to university it will be one of the best periods of your life." and they are right, BUT with the highs come the lows, and this is what this entry is about.

Many people write about how fun life is at University, they pass over that it is also stressful and manic saying that this will be outshone by the overall experience. But be warned, you can only look at the overall experience once its done and paid off. Only then can you look back and laugh. I'm in the stage where I just want to sitdown and cry.

Why Quitting Aint An Option

1. I've spent 7,000 pounds that I don't have, too much to leave and live with my parents til its paid off. I'd have to pay it all back then try and get on my feet, probably be at home for anything from 2-5 years, I've tasted freedom I couldn't do that it wouldn't be fair on me. And it wouldn't be fair on them.
2. I live in the South of England now with more up market friends. Where as if I go home I will be back with my down market friends, who weren't really that great friends at all when I come to think about it. I have the same caliber of friends as Julius Ceaser except mine are probably easeir to bribe and living in Essex could probably get hold off AK-47's and a couple of Krashnikovs instead of knives. I understand that in this bullet point I have painted a very bleak picture of myself but I have never told anyone that I am a nice guy. I have qualities but I also have negatives as does everyone.
3. What would I do. I mean even if I did go back to Essex.(May I just say to those of you who don't know what essex is like, it has the worst reputation in England of all the Counties. And rightly so. But we'll come back to essex in another entry.) What job would I get? What oppurtunitues would lay ahead?

Why Suicide Aint An Option

1. The most important fact of this argument is that I'm too lazy, thats right lazy is my main factor. Sounds silly but think about it I'd have too find a suitable place suitable materials. Write a letter and stuff. Nah living is much easier.
2. Is there a god, is there a hell. What if I commit suicide and then go to hell, I would really be upset. Much easier to live die of natural causes then see whats on the other side. And even worse than if I went to hell. What if theres nothing on the other side, what if I die and thats it, POP I'm gone. That scares the hell outta me. And from there to the next logical step.
3. Fear, I'm one of the biggest cowards you'll ever see. I say that but sometimes my own either stupidness or bravery has shocked me sometimes. I'm scared of heights I can't stand on a stool without being absolutely scared out of my wits. So how would I jump from a great height.
4. The most silly, I don't want my Brother to get my money or anything of mine. I hate him soooo much. I mean don't get me wrong I love him and I'll always help him when he's in need. But he does my head in and until that moment comes I'd rather stay in a different continent to him, and give him nothing that he could pawn of for drugs, alcohol and cigarettes.
5. Slightly less silly, I don't want to die a virgin.
6. I'm human, I want to live.

So I Guess I better Stay!!

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