The past week has led me to question my relationship with alcohol.
I mean, obviously I'm not giving it up. That would be insane.
But I really must learn to control myself. I'm not exactly what you call a heavy weight, three Strongbows will see me pretty friendly. Which is perhaps one of the downsides, the friendliness. It has lead me to regret a few things to say the least. It has definitely made looking certain people in the eye an awkward event.
Anyway, I made the mistake of forgetting to re-read my last post, so I have no idea where I was on introductions, but I'm pretty sure I was just going to carry on with the flat below.
So we have Emily, Sarah, Helena, Rebecca, Robert and Max.
Most of them are very beautiful people, the only ones which I would say are perhaps a slight exception would be Rebecca and Rob. Mostly with Rebecca it's the general lack of personal hygiene and respect of other people's personal space. Not a great combo. (Also it is the ridiculous way she insists on spelling her name: 'Rebekah', I mean, really?)
And Rob, well... It's quite difficult to put into words how bizarre and annoying and sometimes actually a bit scary he is. He apparently has a form of Asperges, but recently he has been claiming that he 'gave himself Asperges', so most of his sympathy points have evaporated right there.
Anyway, to the beautiful people.
Sarah is just a purely lovely person. She is painfully funny, and has a great sense of fashion, plus a great taste in music. She is maybe my favorite person here, but it's a close call. What I like about her is her sincerity. She truly seems to care about people, and if I ever feel I need to talk to someone I know she'll be there.
Emily is a bit like Andrew, always full of energy, always laughing, which is probably why they're going out. I think she's been having a bit of a tough time recently, but she won't tell. Despite this, she is brilliant at lifting the mood. She is very pretty in an effortless kind of way, and she, like Sarah, is always there if I need her.
Helena is Spanish, and unspeakably beautiful. She is kind of quiet, but at the same time very lively. You can't help but notice her. Her English is very good, but she still has a very thick accent, and she is constantly writing down English terms of phrase to learn on sticky notes. Then she practices them with an excellent amount of enthusiasm. It is really very sweet.
Max, like Sarah, is one of the few genuinely lovely people I have met. At the moment, I think he has a lot on his mind. Which is not convenient for him, because he really takes things to heart. But whenever I see him upset it just breaks my heart. He tends to over analyse and worry about things more than the average person. I mean he practically had a nervous breakdown when he got a nosebleed, because he'd never had one before. He's very funny, and very sweet, and if you haven't picked it up yet, I fancy the pants off him.
PEACE!
Friday, 26 November 2010
Monday, 8 November 2010
Sums
Well, it has been a while. I know the last time |I blogged it was filled with promises of regular posts and updates... Well...
To be fair, I only recently got my internet sorted. Although at the moment i'm actually sitting in Birmingham University Library waiting for Jo to come out of her seminar. Oh yeah, that's another thing; I've stopped 'censoring' names now, just think it's a bit pointless is all.
Anyway, been at University for about five or six weeks now, and I can honestly say they've been some of the best times of my life. I was unspeakably nervous when we were driving up to Coventry. I can't really pin point why, generally worried about how my flatmates were going to turn out, whether I'd be able to cope cooking and navigating by myself. My Dad started blubbing when he finally said goodbye, and I ended up styuffing him out the door and down the stairs whilst trying to maintain my sympathy. He called later and asked what I was going to have for tea. I said probably pasta and he started crying again.
The first person I met properly was Taijal. We instanly got on really well, and had a long getting-to-know-each-other chat before she had to leave to meet with her boyfriend. She's very small, and very pretty. Her Mum has no idea that she has a boyfriend of nearly a year, because shes hindu. Apparently they frown upon realtionships unless they're sure they're going to marry.
Andrew was the nest person I met. My first impression was basically just a normal bloke, he seemed polite and friendly. I was wrong. He is probably one of the most excitable people I have ever met. He literally has no chilled mode, he's constanly jumping about or singing or offering me 'sexual favours'. Most of the time I politely decline. Most of the time.
In all seriousness, he has a girlfriend and he is definitely not my type.
My last flatmate is Joe. This is quite an amusing story, because we oringinally thought it was just going to be us three after we were informed that the fourth person had pulled out at the last minute. Room D became the mystery room, we always used to knock on it just to see if anyone was in there. One night we came back from the Freshers bar crawl and could smell somethintg in the flat, it smelt like faint cigarette smoke, but we had no idea how it could've got there as we're in a non-smoking flat. We knocked on Room D for a few minutes, but there was no answer.
the next morning as we were about to leave for an induction lecture, Taijal knocked on the door of room D with her umbrella. She giggled, no one expected any answer, it was quite literally for the lols. However suddenly the door swung open and Joe was standing there with a slightly belwildered expression. probably because all three of us were standing in front of him gawping and pointing.
The flat below ours has six people living in it. I'll blog about them another time, because this is already getting a bit long. All I'll say is, they are some pretty awesome people, and I can't believe my luck that I've met them. We get along very well, and are constatnly in and out of each other's flats. most of the time if we don't feel like going out, we all grab our duvets and lug them downstairs (they have more sofas) then snuggle up in our PJs and watch DVDs.
Life here has been pretty hectic. I can barely remember Fresher's week (apart from the Foam party. A painfully vivid memory [pah ha inside joke]) but nights out here are always great, my favourite so far has deiniftely been Hallowe'en night. It was just too epic.
Something else that has surprised me is that I never miss home. I went back a few weeks ago, and apart from catching up with friends, I was mercilessly bored. Also, somethings at home I feel I should probably just let go of, even if I don't particularly want to. I found myself missing Uni when I was home. Even now I miss my flatmates, and I've only been away for about twenty hours. Bizarre!
So there you go, if you've read this far very well done, gold star for you. But as luck has it, I have to go meet Jo and sort out train tickets for Coventry. At the moment I'm visiting her, and I managed to persuade her to come back to Cov to meet everyone.
I will strive to be a better blogger, peace out and all that!
To be fair, I only recently got my internet sorted. Although at the moment i'm actually sitting in Birmingham University Library waiting for Jo to come out of her seminar. Oh yeah, that's another thing; I've stopped 'censoring' names now, just think it's a bit pointless is all.
Anyway, been at University for about five or six weeks now, and I can honestly say they've been some of the best times of my life. I was unspeakably nervous when we were driving up to Coventry. I can't really pin point why, generally worried about how my flatmates were going to turn out, whether I'd be able to cope cooking and navigating by myself. My Dad started blubbing when he finally said goodbye, and I ended up styuffing him out the door and down the stairs whilst trying to maintain my sympathy. He called later and asked what I was going to have for tea. I said probably pasta and he started crying again.
The first person I met properly was Taijal. We instanly got on really well, and had a long getting-to-know-each-other chat before she had to leave to meet with her boyfriend. She's very small, and very pretty. Her Mum has no idea that she has a boyfriend of nearly a year, because shes hindu. Apparently they frown upon realtionships unless they're sure they're going to marry.
Andrew was the nest person I met. My first impression was basically just a normal bloke, he seemed polite and friendly. I was wrong. He is probably one of the most excitable people I have ever met. He literally has no chilled mode, he's constanly jumping about or singing or offering me 'sexual favours'. Most of the time I politely decline. Most of the time.
In all seriousness, he has a girlfriend and he is definitely not my type.
My last flatmate is Joe. This is quite an amusing story, because we oringinally thought it was just going to be us three after we were informed that the fourth person had pulled out at the last minute. Room D became the mystery room, we always used to knock on it just to see if anyone was in there. One night we came back from the Freshers bar crawl and could smell somethintg in the flat, it smelt like faint cigarette smoke, but we had no idea how it could've got there as we're in a non-smoking flat. We knocked on Room D for a few minutes, but there was no answer.
the next morning as we were about to leave for an induction lecture, Taijal knocked on the door of room D with her umbrella. She giggled, no one expected any answer, it was quite literally for the lols. However suddenly the door swung open and Joe was standing there with a slightly belwildered expression. probably because all three of us were standing in front of him gawping and pointing.
The flat below ours has six people living in it. I'll blog about them another time, because this is already getting a bit long. All I'll say is, they are some pretty awesome people, and I can't believe my luck that I've met them. We get along very well, and are constatnly in and out of each other's flats. most of the time if we don't feel like going out, we all grab our duvets and lug them downstairs (they have more sofas) then snuggle up in our PJs and watch DVDs.
Life here has been pretty hectic. I can barely remember Fresher's week (apart from the Foam party. A painfully vivid memory [pah ha inside joke]) but nights out here are always great, my favourite so far has deiniftely been Hallowe'en night. It was just too epic.
Something else that has surprised me is that I never miss home. I went back a few weeks ago, and apart from catching up with friends, I was mercilessly bored. Also, somethings at home I feel I should probably just let go of, even if I don't particularly want to. I found myself missing Uni when I was home. Even now I miss my flatmates, and I've only been away for about twenty hours. Bizarre!
So there you go, if you've read this far very well done, gold star for you. But as luck has it, I have to go meet Jo and sort out train tickets for Coventry. At the moment I'm visiting her, and I managed to persuade her to come back to Cov to meet everyone.
I will strive to be a better blogger, peace out and all that!
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