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Ugh.

Blah, this video and I have too much in common…:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2xIEXpA3UY

Proper update later.

Well that was an interesting twist I wasn’t expecting.

I got off the train and caught an early bus home. When I got back, one of my flatmates told me that Emily had intentions to leave this coming Thursday.

Now, that’s thrown me a bit. The reason I discussed her in my previous post was because I had plans to ask her out in the coming week. We had to catch the same train from Swansea to Newport to change to our respective services. However, I got positive vibes from her when she decided not to take the direct train but catch a train with me as far as Bristol and change there (if she hadn’t, she’d never have made it home). So, I was planning to say something this coming week and I’d spent the weekend thinking about her. She also caught up with me to catch the same bus to the station despite her saying she’d be catching a later one.
However, it has transpired that she’d spoken to one of her flatmates (she lives in the flat opposite) on the Friday telling him that she’d planned to leave.

What Emily failed to tell me was her plans to leave. Despite the fact that we spent half an hour on the same bus, an hour chatting on the same Arriva train and about another 30-45 mins on the First train to Bristol, she didn’t utter a word of it. So of course, when I was in London, I was relatively uncontactable (didn’t even have my mobile on me half the time) and as a result, didn’t have a clue.

It just seems bizarre that I spend my train journey with her after she’s made her mind up and she didn’t even tell me.

She’s leaving on Thursday. I don’t really want to impose on her but I think at some point when she’s back here I’m going to have to ask her if, had I struck up the courage to ask, she’d have gone out with me.

I really don’t know what else is worth writing, to be honest. You can probably tell my mind is very fragmented (geeky term) at the moment by the number of blank lines, jumping about from topic to topic. Doesn’t help that I’ve decided to hit the bottle. Mind you, some might argue that it’s better than redlining.

I ought to go to bed within the next -88 minutes because I need to be up for 9am lectures at 0730.

Not that I’ve done any of the work for it, not that I can really be arsed to attend. I will attend but I’m still not doing the maths homework…

I’ve been thinking the wording of this post through my head for the past several days. Still doesn’t help me in any sense, though.

Over the past 2 weeks I’ve done too much travelling and have had time to do some thinking. Essentially, there are a few themes which have recurred.

• Firstly, I don’t feel settled. Before moving to University, we had builders in at home doing all sorts of stuff. As a result, that gave us all of 1 day to shop for EVERYTHING I needed and leave the next. Therefore I didn’t actually get to pack anything until the morning I left.

Because of this, I haven’t felt as though I’ve moved out, just that I did a quick pack to go on holiday for a bit. Hence I don’t actually feel as though Hendrefoelan Student Village is actually “home”. I know I do say “I’m on my way home” but I just use it as a saying and because it’s easy to say.

• Secondly, my life isn’t as I’d like it to be. Freshers’ Week wasn’t like it’s supposed to be. I’d like to write about it but given some parts of the Blog’s readership (and not just Google), I feel it’s safer not to. Suffice to say I don’t feel properly part of the University lifestyle.

In the 7 weeks we’ve been there I’ve been slowly gaining an interest towards a girl more commonly known as Emily. She’s more like me than most people I’ve met so far but I can’t tell if she gives a shit about me. I’m not going to ask her out simply because I’m shit scared of rejection. It’s happened all too often in my lifetime (precisely every single time; in the only relationship I’ve been in she asked me out) and it does me precisely zero amount of good, mostly relating to what you can assume my last password-protected post is about.

My course has also become very hard, very quickly. The CompSci (the ACTUAL course I signed up for) modules are all going fine, all going smoothly. However, I’m beginning to struggle with both the maths and engineering modules I’m being forced to take. Both of them are about logic and on some occasions have shared the same material, just from a different PoV. I was fine up until then but then they took radically different roads and now each course is pumping me full of information I don’t understand. Hopefully I’ll be able to get books for both and catch up soon.

• I’ve spent the last weekend at the house of friends in Essex. Had a mostly good time apart from the tantrum which was thrown just before I went. Was over nothing, really, but despite everybody else apologising for him, it wasn’t really a downer on the weekend. Had a great time and a fantastic end to what had been a fun but exhausting birthday on the Friday!

Once again, I blog from the train. I’m now on the way back to Swansea. Had a MUCH easier journey than last Sunday (Nottm > Birmingham > Newport > Bridgend > Swansea taking 7 hours) - hopped on a train at Chafford, straight on a Circle Line train to Paddington and just missed the EARLIER train by 5 mins. Was there 55 mins before my scheduled train so I didn’t lose anything (other than The Game, which happened when I wrote that). Got the Swansea train on time and I should be home for 8:30!

Anyway, that seems to be my life as it stands at the moment. Lots of seemingly random, unconnected bits, really!

Today is Nov 10th. In other words, it’s my birthday.

I rang in the day by wishing farewell to Emily’s birthday. She wasn’t too happy and I was just too happy! Still, we were both in the pub drinking cheap beer (too quickly!) and generally the world was good

Today hasn’t been brilliant but have got to know some of the CompScientists a bit better, including which ones probably aren’t going to pass the first year!

That reminds me. Last night I was handed my 1st piece of coursework back and it transpires that I got a score of 98%!
I know exactly where I dropped the 2 marks and ironically it’s the easiest 2 marks on the entire sheet! Mind you, I can’t make him think I’m that good or he’ll expect this more often! Certainly can’t have that when we study things harder than Java!

Anyway, when I get off this train I’m going to spend a hopefully good weekend with Shell, Froggie, KTremain and SteveP. So, I’ll update sooner rather than later, hopefully.

…the only single one left in the so-called “Fuck Fest Flat”…

Quite often I wonder if I did something really bad in a previous life that means I always get the shit deal no matter how hard I try… 

Blah, one day I’ll stop moaning. You probably don’t care anyway!

I had a haircut on Wednesday. It was about bloody time too - i wanted one even before i started at uni and that was a good 2 and a half weeks ago! Went to the one on the main campus which is ironic as all i didn’t have to attend any lectures that day and therefore didn’t need to be in at all!

Yes, i know i still haven’t made a proper update yet but i WILL get round to it eventually!

Right, I actually wanted to finish that blog post yesterday but I didn’t get any chance…

So, to quickly bring you up to date:

• The builders finally left on Thursday afternoon (almost a week after they were meant to be finished…) and straight after they’d gone I went last minute shopping for everything I thought I’d need for uni. Nothing like a quick rush, eh?
• Yesterday I went shopping for a load of stuff I managed to think about overnight. Went into Beeston to Wilko and took one look at the number of Nottm Uni students and took a bus straight back out of there, headed for Long Eaton! Completely didn’t occur to me that they started on the Thursday so most of them would be descending on the closest town to the campus to buy stuff!
• Also yesterday went to Matalan for the third day in a row, to purchase what can best be described as eveningwear, despite not knowing what one is meant to wear on nights out (having not been the kind of person who goes out clubbing every night).
• On Wednesday I did my last shift at Barnardo’s. Wouldn’t have been so bad but we had the area manager in, Lorna [not the Lorna who reads this, but then I guess you know you’re not an area manager!]. Had seen her before at the volunteering conference and had thought she seemed a bit ignorant but nothing quite prepared me for how much of a bitch she is! I was helping Cathy out with the computer and she barged in the office, back to me and just cut me off mid sentence to pretend she knew what she was talking about… Still, it was emotional as I hate goodbyes! Actually cried on the Commuter Xprss home - not something I’ve ever done before!
• Today I bugger off to Swansea. Considering I’ve been to three NAGTY Summer Schools before, you’d think I’d be an old hand at all this! But still I find myself excreting fired clay oblongs (I know you don’t like that expression Lorna but never mind :P) and getting nervous and not knowing what to expect!
  Still, Uni is going to be very different from NAGTY in that I won’t have RAs looking over my shoulder all the time, watching me to make sure I don’t do anything wrong!

So, there we have it. Any updates from now for a while will most probably be made from my phone (shoe!) or my PDA as I won’t have much Internet access until I’ve enrolled, signed up for ITS, received my library card, waited in queues for several hours and eaten a cheese sandwich!

Anyway, good luck to all those leaving for uni today (Jason, amongst others) and those in the coming week (Lorna again ;)) - I’m sure you’ll be just as nervous as I am

[edit] Ubuntu (our mouse) was fine. We took her to the vet, expecting to have her put down but he said it’s just a cyst. He gave us some cream and told us to come back on Tuesday and either he’d have to operate (unlikely) or we’d just get some different cream to apply to it and it’d slowly go down. Tae was over the moon when we didn’t bring the poor mouse back in a box!

It’s tomorrow. Tomorrow I depart from the area I prefer to call Nottingham, a city whose various suburbs I have called home for the past eighteen years. I will arrive some three hours and twenty-five minutes later (if our good friend Tommy is to be trusted) in the Welsh town of Swansea, in fact a city with one of the UK’s largest universities in it.

And I’m fucking nervous! So far I’ve read a few online things from people going to Swansea and they all seem far too up for partying and such! I’m not that kind of person (prefer just to be in the pub, really ) and it looks like with Freshers’ week, I’m not going to have much of an option! Mind you, I s’pose there’s a chance there may be others just as nervous and shy as me. [OK, a lot of people who read this would certainly not put me down as being shy but I just lock up in social situations where I don’t actually know anybody!]

I really, really, really, hope that Swansea have actually sorted my application out now. I’m not going to go into it but suffice to say the accommodation office is about as reliable as the Child Support Agency! I got an email the other night giving me directions to the campus so I can only guess that it means everything went through happily. I bloody well hope so, anyway!

Still, today is my last full day in Nottingham. Today I need to blog, I need to write instructions for my sister about managing the server, I need to purchase shirts for going out with, I need to put Ubuntu (our mouse) down, I need to purchase a cheese grater, potato masher and other such items, I need to……..