I’m officially no longer a fresher. You might have noticed I’ve itched for this moment since I got to university, but I reluctantly reset the keycard to my room at Royal Holloway. If anyone’s living in Tuke F-3A-05 in future, and you happen to stumble across this post, look underneath the desk next to the bed, and you should see …
Checkmarks
From the inevitable unfounded panicking about my exams to the ‘pens down’ of my final paper, that’s another academic milestone passed. My first year of university. Nearly. My first set of university exams. Tick. Now, I have no idea whether or not I’ve passed or failed, or even attained enough to make it onto my beloved Shakespeare course next year …
After Hours
Not content with the stereotypical notion of a party-hard Spring Break, here in England, United Kingdom I spent most of my Easter Holiday going to the theatre and playing Nintendo. Wow, I wish there was a cooler way to say that. Of course, I went out with some friends at least twice and sat around all day eating in my …
And Then There Were None
Sitting alone in the flat at the end of term, the time has just flown by. Almost a year of university, gone in what feels like half the time. And that’s sort of true. The academic year timetable passes quicker than the calendar one. Is that good or bad? Sitting alone in the flat seems to be a habit of …
Feel The Pressure
On the eve of my nineteenth birthday, I fear of people’s perception of me. How quintessentially adolescent. I told you I’ve been horrendously busy, so a quick recap? I got a few poorly-written essays back, with poor marks. I went to Societies’ Ball. I didn’t win either of the two awards I was nominated for. I didn’t have a very …
One Million Billionth Of A Millisecond On A Sunday Morning
I don’t know where to begin. “I’ve had better”. That’s a phrase I’ve uttered numerous times since I’ve been back at university. In case anyone thinks I was being my usual coy (read: cryptically, annoyingly-closed) self, it’s because my dad spent most of the winter break in hospital. I think I was entitled to be a small misery guts, mmkay? …
Time Out From The World
Christmas break. Time to leave the comfortable campus bubble and return to the wider world. New friends, new responsibilities, new courses. As for the world I left behind about three months ago? It’s in a different part of Surrey, and they need Christmas presents. September 20th – December 13th 2008. Does my Fresher status expire when we go back in …
Storm and Stress
I sincerely hope you’re all up-to-date with my Summer so far. I don’t need to tell you how it went by using clichés like “life-changing”, but I’ve certainly returned with a different perspective. Not necessarily a good one, mind. Nevertheless, I’m glad I went. Enough. Other news? My camera had a black mark on the sensor, spoiling some of my …
The (After) Life Of The Party
Wow. No more school. For real, this time. What’s that? You want me to tell you all about my life, my internet friend? I know, I know, long time no speak.. Okay. I’ve had my last A-level exam, I’ve returned (most) of my books, we’ve had the leavers’ ceremony, we’ve been to the pub with our teachers afterwards. I’m a …
Myths And Photographs
Let’s talk about flickr. Look at me, typing as if I have an audience… I’ve inherited a pro account as a result of having a BT[internet/Yahoo!/openworld/broadband] account, which is fairly nifty. It gives me ‘unlimited’ storage, but I’m not entirely sure how to use it. Do I upload ALL of my photos? Even as a backup? Sure, why not. I …
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