Freshers year is now over, and I have to admit it feels like I've only been at university for a month. In this "month", I started by moving into the Gatehouse, which is about 15 minutes from campus, but occupied by all freshers. I met Lizzie, the only other girl in the complex, and the two boys. There was meant to be another housemate, but apparently she pulled out at the last minute.
Next door in the Wall house there were 5 boys. Two of which were neat and the others all... not. Ralf in particular has spent the year high and unwashed. Despite this he's a really nice guy, and so funny to mess with when he passes out!
Freshers week was pretty crazy, and I only remember half of it, but in the Gatehouse we started out with me, who has never been in a long-term relationship and was a massive geek, Lizzie the naive girl from Swanage who spent a year travelling New Zealand with her four-year boyfriend, Ben the Rugby playing private school boy, and Luke, who has three daughters.
That's not even going into Wall house's tenants!
Well Lizzie joined the Rowing team, I joined the Kayakers, Luke joined Tae Kwon Do and Ben joined Rugby.
Only me and Lizzie have attended club activities :P
Lizzie and Ben broke up with their respective other halves and got together, only to break up last month, and Luke's had a string of almosts.
Me? I've had a few non-serious boyfriends who I mostly didn't want to see after a couple of weeks! Ah well. I was pretty sick for my entire first semester, and still got good grades in everything (YAY)
Semester 2 has been a little slower paced, and less has happened now we're mostly settled, though this semester I decided to start up a university choir! Stressful!
This led me to meet some more cool people though, and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
I also ended up the Kayaking social secretary... and joined the rowing club. Next year will be mental!
I also found a fascination with fashion... and clubbing. :P I never saw the appeal but it's so great to just go out and dance! I also seem to be incapable of being drunk, although it seems two bottles of wine will get me tipsy, so my awareness on a night out isn't a problem.
It helps that I live in the town centre.
Uni's a bizarre experience, and nothing like anything else. But brilliant.
Masters degree once I graduate? Maybe!