Everyone remembers their first day at school; your Parents' dropped you off in the playground and you were left to stand on your own two feet, wide eyed and anxious. If you were lucky, especially at primary school, you already knew a few people. But no one was ever sure just how they were meant to act. It comes naturally to some, but others have to work a little harder to get settled into their new surroundings. First stop was always the Lego corner to get things up and running and from there on friendships have been known to bloom. But for all the anxiety involved in a new start, there is a buzz and excitement about meeting new people and experiencing things that you’ve never experienced before. So it was like being 5 years old all over again when my parents dropped me off In Portsmouth on Sunday, but this was a little bit different. Lego was swiftly replaced by a can of Fosters and this also accounted for your play-time milk carton. I wasn’t nervous about being/living away from home having spent 7 months on the other side of the world; a few hours south wasn’t ever going to be a problem...just excited and keen to get the ball rolling on the final chapter of education.
Fast forward 6 days, three quarters of a crate of Fosters and an emergence of a large gaping hole in my overdraft and I’m having the time of my life. James Watson Halls A Block has formed its small community and its hard to believe we’ve only known each other a matter of days. Motivation to do my washing is currently at an all time low but I’m hoping some progress will be made in the near future. To go with this, my transformation into a nocturnal creature is almost complete. The concept of being out for most of the night and sleeping all day has been well exercised; give or take a few 9am lecture starts ( seriously, who arranges that in Fresher’s week?) Oh and that enjoyable 7am wakeup call which came in the shape of a fire drill. (Again, who does that in Fresher’s week?) After a rather heavy night, it was no surprise that the side roads of Portsmouth looked increasingly like a scene from Dawn of the Dead as thousands of disgruntled students’ zombied their way over to the meeting point. Seriously not cool.
On a very positive note, my student loan came in today. It’s been a rescue remedy to my bank account after a few challenging weeks for it; hang in there big guy. On a less positive one, I’m expecting the long awaited arrival of Fresher’s flu anytime now. Obviously all self inflicted and I’m not bidding for sympathy, I just wanted someone to moan to.
This entry was written in between my day time nap (I know, such an old man thing to do; must have something to do with being twenty) and my preparation for another night out. Lectures start next week so my blogging time may be limited. I’m sure you can forgive me. Ciao for now........x
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