It's clear to see from the dates of my posts that I haven't updated, or even looked at this page for a long time. Upon reflection, I think that was a stupid decision. As it's clear to see my course at university is Advertising & Brand Management, and it's something that I'm lucky enough to not only study at uni, but genuinely be interested in.
So, I thought now I'm back I'd restart this and try and keep it going. Unlike my previous posts, this one is just general rubbish about what I want to do and what has happened recently.
So, first things first, I've moved into my new house! Wheyyy! Pretty big step, although I suppose with it being at uni it's not quite the real world, but the closest I've got so far. I've been here 10 days now, about a week of which has been on my own after some friends visited. Having been quite independent even before I came to university, and then of course living in halls for my first year, I thought I'd have nothing to worry about. Man was I wrong!
Moving in day was nice, we had 6 dead rats in our "garden" (I use " because it's about 10 paving slabs leading to a gate). Even better, the pest control woman from the council has said that she can almost guarantee they've been thrown over by next door. Nice start, eh?
The next hurdle to tackle was an obvious one, just moving in. So my absolute legend of a dad goes to work at about 5:30am, works until around 10:30am, helps me put my stuff in the car, makes the 5 & a half hour journey up here and then continues to help me lug all of my crap into the house. After that we're both pretty famished so we go for some food, but that's boring because we had a really good time, got on great and I'm a pessimist and expert moaner so it'd ruin my rant. We get back and I offer my dad my bed as he's done all this for me and crash in another room. The next morning I wake up to find he's downstairs cleaning, apparently only getting about 4 hours sleep because my mattress is horrific. (Which I can vouch for after sleeping on it since, my posture has been reduced to that of a ninety year old!) So he has got up and started clearing out the kitchen, cleaning and just generally being awesome. But he did discover the kitchen was completely full of old stuff, which I can't work out if that's a nice gesture from the landlord or the previous tenants left it and the landlord was too lazy to clear it. Anyway, all their stuff is sitting in boxes in the kitchen and I have since put my stuff in, but it's pretty annoying.
So Dad leaves in the morning and then over the next 2 days some friends visit. We got for a drink down the pub and come back and carry on drinking. As would be expected with university students reuniting after 4 months apart, one of my friends takes it too far and is chunder dragoning my toilet. Eventually she pretty much passes out so I carry her up the stairs and put her into bed. It's only about 1am and this point and I get a random phone call from my mum, so I'm sitting on my window sill talking to her for about 5 minutes when a fella below starts calling to me. I tell him I'll come down to the door so we don't make noise shouting at each other, and then this is where it all goes pretty wrong. Apparently we woke up his son, which I can believe as the walls are paper thin here (god help me). I apologise and tell him that we're going to bed anyway so there wont be any noise, but he just keeps going on and on, getting himself more and more wound up and starts screaming the street down. Long story short it would appear I've made myself a big enemy, but he did mention having problems with students in the past, which made me think to myself, why live slap bang in the middle of 2 university campuses then? I like to think I'm a pretty reasonable person, I don't go out my way to piss anyone off but fact is I am at uni, so I am gonna go out, and I am gonna get drunk, and I am probably gonna make noise. I understand it must suck when you're trying to get your kid to sleep but hey, like I said, I don't think you can tell a whole university of students "you can't live next door to me and make noise". Pretty unreasonable, and fact is I'm probably gonna be skint for most of the year so it wont be often.
Anyway, we'll have to see how that one pans out throughout the year.
Judging by the essay I have written it is pretty obvious that I'm the only one back in the house, and have been now for 10 days. It feels a bit like rehab, but instead of being 10 days clean, I'm 10 days alone. That also sounds really sad, but I do feel like Kim Jong Il in Team America... so very ronery!
Anyway, that was a pretty good rant and it's out my system, so hopefully I can keep this blog going and show anything that interests me or just again say what's going on in me head, although I'm pretty confident it's only me reading this.
Well, until my next boring post, BYE!