LONG TIME NO SEE, LJ!!!
First comes apologies to the Kunts; I had no idea I would be so incapacitated by university. This is far more hectic than I ever anticipated :|
I imagined hard work with at least some time for lj-ing, but days are seriously packed with, just, STUFF. And when there isn't something to do, that means its generally bedtime - I mean I thought I'd felt what tired was, but sleep just doesn't seem enough these days. Its quite sickening.
Anyway, the point being; I think its safe to say Hellstrom is out of the game chaps. I haven't been able to check where you guys are all up to, so you might have already kicked me out, but either way. SORRY :( ♥ You guys are great!
Back onto uni; I'm still adjusting to my actual course at the minute (only been at it for two days), but as for settling into my halls - WIN! It's been, what? Two weeks? and we're all basically best friends. I don't know what I was worrying about that first couple of days :D It's 16 to a kitchen (which is also the commonroom), but there's about twelve of us who are real good friends.
My closest friend is a guy named Phil, who is apparently really into me, but I'm not good at... boy type things, so I'm finding it quite hard to engage with him on that level. I don't want to shun him away though, so I'm being extra-friendly and trying to make him feel wanted by knocking on his door at unGodly hours and insisting he reads the paper whilst lounging on my bed while I pack and tell him things that make me sound ever-more geeky (he's got a mental list going of weird things I do - it amuses him, apparently).
I came home (hometown home, as opposed to uni, which I'll probably accidentally refer to as home from now on) because I'm attending a friend's funeral tomorrow. That was a major shock to me the other week by the way, apparently he just died in his sleep; eighteen years old. But, as I was saying, I've been home a grand total of three hours and I'm already missing Phil and my Flat 5 family :'( Tomorrow is going to be awful. I don't even know where the funeral is being held...
Student Finance is still a fucking arsehole. End.
I've been experiencing one of those really awful days where alot of things go wrong. Yep ...What's that? Oh- Oh? That's my bed calling me. Goodnight.
P.S; THE FOOTLOCKER ADVERT MAKES ME DO A GEEKY LAUGH :)