back
in peterborough, and it's good to see my family and some old faces but i really do hate the place. it took me nearly two hours to get from town to home today due to crap busses and the place is just generally depressing, shit shops, shit transport, lots of skanks.
it is nice to be back though, don't get me wrong.
to be honest this september-december term is always too long, i felt really alone in the last week or so, and i don't normally feel like that. i guess it was a sum of being consistently woken up at 3/4am, feeling left out/ignored quite a lot, and feeling un-cool for not wanting to/be able to get wasted all the time. don't get me wrong, these aren't problems, i'm aware that i have it easy and life is good.
i've been looking at masters today and i really want to do a UCL masters in English and modern society, problem is, it's third in the country for english and i need at least a high 2:1 to get in :s and they only accept 15-20 people a year which is actually an insanely small amount of people. but i want to give it a go.
i find it pretty weird how drinking less actually makes people have a bad opinion of you, how odd is that? i have probably the most apathetic, harmless lifestyle known to man, i just like to chill, play with my rats, go for nice meals with friends and see thom and it somehow offends people that i won't come out and rinse my money and puke at the end of the night? i don't criticise doing that stuff but somehow i'm right in the firing line for not wanting to do it anymore? one of the many mysteries of life.
although it may not sound like it, i am the happiest i've ever been! thomas is brilliant and the best friend i could ask for <3
and everyone i saw at the met was uttery fantastic i was just so overwhelmed at the sheer volume of reunion in the club! haha.
peace out xxx
it is nice to be back though, don't get me wrong.
to be honest this september-december term is always too long, i felt really alone in the last week or so, and i don't normally feel like that. i guess it was a sum of being consistently woken up at 3/4am, feeling left out/ignored quite a lot, and feeling un-cool for not wanting to/be able to get wasted all the time. don't get me wrong, these aren't problems, i'm aware that i have it easy and life is good.
i've been looking at masters today and i really want to do a UCL masters in English and modern society, problem is, it's third in the country for english and i need at least a high 2:1 to get in :s and they only accept 15-20 people a year which is actually an insanely small amount of people. but i want to give it a go.
i find it pretty weird how drinking less actually makes people have a bad opinion of you, how odd is that? i have probably the most apathetic, harmless lifestyle known to man, i just like to chill, play with my rats, go for nice meals with friends and see thom and it somehow offends people that i won't come out and rinse my money and puke at the end of the night? i don't criticise doing that stuff but somehow i'm right in the firing line for not wanting to do it anymore? one of the many mysteries of life.
although it may not sound like it, i am the happiest i've ever been! thomas is brilliant and the best friend i could ask for <3
and everyone i saw at the met was uttery fantastic i was just so overwhelmed at the sheer volume of reunion in the club! haha.
peace out xxx