Where I really live and making new friends.

As I’ve been spending less and less time in my flat lately and have taken refuge in Kingston Hill. There is only so much time you can spend on campus without going mad and I’ve began to feel trapped in Seething Wells. There is nothing to do here and I’m isolated and alone a lot. It’s not that I don’t get on with my flat mates we are just six different people with different lives. I fit in at Kingston Hill, I love being near the bar and having a shop 2 minutes away. I love being around fellow musicians and being able to use a beautiful big kitchen.  Tonight we all went to Nando’s for a flat meal. I ended up spending some quality time with a few people even if the night wasn’t what we expected.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that you don’t always get put with your new best friends. I have to travel at least 20 minutes by bus and my last bus is at 10.30 it’s not the greatest set up but at least I get to see them. Although I get quite down on my bus back tonight there was a lovely exception, the P5 flat. Instead of going back into my room and watching How I Met Your Mother reruns I bumped into some people from my building and ended up drinking Vodka with them. So now I’m a little bit drunker than I should be and ready to fall asleep. Hopefully I’ll make more friends next semester and explore a little more of P Block!

Girls are weird

As you all may have noticed this piece has gone into the ‘my big mouth’ section of my blog. This is the part where I air my opinion and expect to get a bollocking from at least one person for it. Well this one should be a good one, that or I’ll be murdered in my sleep by angry women… 

I spend a lot of time with guy friends for example Joe, Ben, Rhys and others. At one point or another they all ask me the same question (not these boys in particular just general boys) ‘Why are girls so weird?’ I wish I knew the real answer to this or I could even explain it but the truth is boys, I agree with you. I think women in general are fucking weird. There are so many things to learn about girls and then there are sub groups, and then there are rules, and then there are the ones who think they are oppressed by EVERYTHING. You can tell by the amount of commas that my brain went into overdrive there. That is what it is like for men all the time. 

Don’t get me wrong I’ve met some lovely girls/women in my life and they can make me feel better than my guy friends occasionally. I’m telling you now though all the normal girls will admit that women have something in them that makes them go crazy. No boys, not their periods. It’s kinda like the whole thing with men and their man caves, that is also a real thing (the man in my life just happens to call it his recording studio…even if he sometimes uses it to watch videos on Reddit). Anyway, back to my point. It’s not always a bad kind of crazy ( but I have definitely experienced that  in the last year) but women are just complicated creatures to be honest.

Ok so lets take the body thing. I really feel for you men because there is NO RIGHT ANSWER stop trying to find it because until you find her you’re not even going to get close. My boyfriend has been with me 5 and a half years and even he can’t figure me out sometimes. Ok so as well as trying to be honest when they are asked how something looks they also have to deal with period drama. No not Downton Abbey but well, there is a lot of drama going down. Anyway, ask any girl and she’ll say that 90% of the time that she doesn’t even know how she feels when it’s her ‘time of the month’ (most irritating phrase ever) so how the bloody hells is a man supposed to know. Oh and then there are the girls who just wont take compliments, not in a low self esteem way, in a I’m looking for attention way. 

And then there is todays problem, the baby example. What is with girls and babies? What is with 16-19 year old girls and babies. I’ll admit I went through the stage where I thought they were the most adorbale thing ever and of course children were the best thing about life blah blah blah. Now they terrify me a little bit. Actually no it’s not babies that terrify me it’s having to grow one and then get it out of your body (niether way is ‘beautiful’ or pleasant, it’s all pretty gross) or in fact when it kicks and looks like it’s going to break out like a scene in alien. I know so many people with babies and I love my cousins and my friends kids, they’re great but the thought of me having one terrfies me. You are responsible for a whole other person! When I decide to have my own kids I’m sure I wont try and stick it in a rucksack or whatever but I really hope I don’t become a zombie ‘yummy mummy’. I want to still be able to see a band once in a while, still go to Nandos and not have to leave because of a screaming toddler. I hope I’ll read this in 10 years time and agree with myself, I might still think women are weird.

Anyway as you can probably tell my lovely readers I struggle with women my own age, not through a lack of trying I may add! I don’t understand make up, I wear whatever I want and I have pretty weird music tastes. For example my favourite Christmas song at the moment, Fairytale of New York by the Pogues, the only person in my Creative Writing class that understood how amazing it was was a guy…the girls wanted to listen to the Michael Buble album (which is pretty nice but you know, Fairytale of New York!).  If however you lovely ladies out there would like to adopt and try to convert me into being a ‘real girl’ you are welcome to give it a shot, I still can’t work it out after 19 years of trying. 

Please only apply if you are ok with the following, male approved,activities. 

– Burping 

– Snorting when  I laugh 

– Eating junk food

– Being honest (not ‘girl politics’) 

– Not being a radical feminist

Girls who definitely currently apply to this i.e  Amy, Sammy, Sonia, Lucy (s), Grace, Erin thank you for being women who give me hope in females (y).

 

No People Club!

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May I introduce to you all the full line up of No People Club!!!! I haven’t been blogging about the music recently because we haven’t had a final line up but here we all are Ali, Rhys, Me, Dan and Ben! I’m so excited by this and finally feeling ready to come back again. As soon as I heard all four of the boys together I just felt alive again. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a full band and after the heartbreak of this year it’s something I really needed right now. So a new year, a new band and some studio time.  You’ll definately be seeing more of us!!

A little bit more positive

I have woken up today with a spring in my step and a smile. Now this may be because I finally have internet in the flat after almost 5 days of it being on and off again (hence the lack of blogging, it’s been a bloody nightmare!). Or it might be because I’m finally feeling positive and that I can start getting involved with uni life more. I’ll be honest sometimes a combination of my anxiety, general tiredness and worry have made it really hard for me to join in with things but now I’m feeling ok.

I don’t usually write in the mornings but I’m trying to make use of the internet incase it goes again! Today is going to be a good day I think. Driving, a meeting to finally make sure I can do full field literature next year, a chicken dipper date with the beautiful Amy and hopefully meeting a potential drummer today! Excited is an understatement and hopefully on the bus back tonight I wont feel sad and lonely, I’ll be looking forward to tomorrow which is all I want really! 

This may not be important to a lot of people but when you spend a long time being unhappy as I have in the past, all you want is to be happy and healthy. I don’t know how healthy I really am after my cooking though haha! I think the key thing is to keep positive as much as I can right now. Can 2014 top 2013?, I think so 🙂 

Miss Metzger?

This evening was very odd. I have just got back from a teaching interview (ok as well as a trip to the bar, there’s still no internet). Now it’s not that I am intending to leave uni and become a teacher but I’d like to give it another try after my last attempt at work experience wasn’t brilliant…I didn’t really do anything. This time I will actually be working with students and being paid for it if I get the job. At first I was really nervous but from what I can tell it looks quite positive and if not I can try again next year.

The job is actually part of a scheme with is in association with Kingston’s Compact scheme. I absolutely love being a part of the compact scheme you get so many opportunities and make a load of new friends (it’s partially how I got to know Joe and a lot of others). You feel like your part of a little family. We got an email a while back asking us to apply and so I did and got chosen to come for an interview. Thankfully some of the compact student I know had also been chosen so I was at ease and went in feeling positive. We had different scenarios that we had to give answers too and from what I could tell I was doing pretty well. I’m hoping I get through, it seems like a great idea and it will break the time I’m not in classes in the summer term. Oh and the pay is pretty good as well, I wont say how much but it will sort me out for the summer if I can’t find a job.

After the interview I went to the bar with Amy and the girls, as usual leaving at 10.30 to get back to damn Seething Wells!! I’m trying to stay positive though so fingers crossed I’ll get that email next week!

A lack of internet, A Lunch Date and some Ouzo

This is a short one as I’m writing on my phone. There is no internet again so this is being written on my phone. After the dissapointment of stupid ‘Lads’ at Don Broco last night me and Ali decided to go home and watch How I Met Your Mother and then take a walk along the river this morning. I had the treat of being taken to Frankie and Bennie’s for lunch too. Now I’m back in the flat and bored out of my mind, the Ouzo certainly looks good right now…

You’re kidding, right?

I trudged back to London today with a miserable face, I hate going back alone. Unfortunately I had a lecture which I don’t normally have on a Monday so I had to go ahead of Ali. Luckily I bumped into my friend Jen so the journey wasn’t as boring as I thought. I went ot a fair bit of effort to get back for this lecture, one which I believed to be important. It was, but not for the right reasons. I have just learnt that the work I have spent so long slaving over now counts for nothing, absolutely nothing. 

I’m going to keep this post short, purely because I’m now going to go and do things I wanted to do while I’ve been working on the stupid module! 

 

Uni sure is a crazy place

Today had been quite abnormal for more than one reason and sometimes you realise that moving from a town to a big city wasn’t your smartest move. Ok so let’s start with Surbiton where I currently live (and will be swiftly moving out of come June). There are two parts of Surbiton the nice part which is stunning and a weird grubby part, I’m kind of in the middle. Today after getting off the bus at the station I was shocked to find a woman look at me and start screaming at me. She ranted and raved at me and nobody batted an eyelid she she told me I was ‘f***ing miserable’ and to ‘get my tits out’, because apparently if you do that you get a fella…according to her anyway. Nobody stopped, nobody looked, nobody wanted to help, they just kept their heads down. So I done what any normal human being would do…I went and bought a whole pizza for myself and dessert. Well it is Friday. Plus I’m sure you guy would find me boring if I was on a constant diet like someone I heard today who is worryingly on a diet where she replaces food with cigarettes… something I will never understand.

Apart from the Surbiton divide halls have also become an odd place with reports of fights breaking out again and some drunk loser taking a s**t on the stairs outside our flat after we wouldn’t let him into the flat. It’s just becaomse accepted that people will get drunk or high and that is a ‘good time’. Now maybe it’s time I got into my granny pants but doesn’t it get boring? Maybe it’s just me. 

Either way the most abnormal thing today was the way people reacted to a lack of internet. 15 universities internet was knocked out, meaning my presentation went to pieces. I’m not good with presenting anyway unless I’m singing, not having material made me want to hide under the table ( I didn’t you’ll be pleased to know). Still everything just seemed to shut down for some reason, people completely panicked. I wont lie and say I wasn’t irritated that some moron stole the server but it just proved how reliant we are on technology now. It wasn’t all bad though I ended up spending the morning with my lovely tutor group after our tutor bought us hot chocolate and muffins today, due to not being able to do our online work (yeah we’re not grown up enough for coffee yet, well we don’t think we should be anyway). 

Now I’m off to a very loud and messy Christmas party…let’s see how this goes! 

Tick Tock, Tick Tock

Look around any lecture halls right now and you will see the anxious faces of students when the lecturers start talking about assignments. Uh-oh we need to do actual work now, that might be a problem. I was lucky enough to have all my deadlines in the same week of term oh and one due in on the last day before break…score! 

I don’t want to write a magical post about how calm and relaxed I am because I’m just as stressed as everyone else right now! I think I’m going to end up dreaming about Queer Theory and referencing tonight seeing as I’ve spent almost 4 hours on this assignment. You see I don’t buy into this whole thing that ‘first year doesn’t count’. I am paying £9000 a year for this course, EVERYTHING counts. So while others are currently getting drunk outside my building I am sitting here trying to work out where this damn book was published and thinking about monologues. To put it bluntly this degree better get me a decent job because I can see lots of these long nights stretching out ahead of me for the next three years.

After a hellish day yesterday, I have managed to cheer myself up. Ali and I will be meeting one of our influences in  February and eating pizza with them, as you do. We also have Don Broco on Saturday as the tickets FINALLY arrived! 

Now I’m going to go and try and wake myself with a shower and read through this all again before tomorrow morning! 

Strike!

 

As many students will be aware across the country today many lecturers went on strike again today (with the threat of it happening again before Christmas). Now I’m torn over the strike, yes I support the majority of my lecturers and appreciate how much work they do when working with us but I find the whole concept of a one day stroke a bit odd. I’m not saying they should but surely a complete strike until they get what they need/want would work better? I just think it’s silly that it’s come down to striking, it reminds me of when I was a stubborn kid who didn’t want to do something. According to some lecturers I have spoken to this was the last thing they wanted to do but nobody is listening to them, something which I believe.

I haven’t had any terrible experiences today with the strike, I generally stayed away and let them get on with it. It’s not because I didn’t want to support them, I was just a little put off by the student unions attempts at ‘supporting’ the lecturers. There were flyers around telling us not to use the library. I’m paying £9000 a year, I’ll use the library whenever I want. Although I personally just avoided uni all together today, some of my friends braved it for many different reasons. Some students joined forces with the lecturers and stood peacefully with them. A friend of mine had a test that he needed to take, he walked in with no problems what so ever. Another friend of mine was blocked by some moronic student when he tried to walk through uni to our doctors (which is located on the main campus) and was asked about his ‘excuses’. The worst case though is that one of my friends needed to go to the library and a woman actually stood in front of him, lecturing about why he shouldn’t enter the buildings.

I know that if this happens again before Christmas there will be chaos and I doubt the students will give their full support. It’s so close to deadlines and everyone is starting to worry. After talking to one of my lecturers they explained that it is our choice, nobody is forcing us to stop going to the library. In all honesty I’m finding it all a little awkward, I think I’ll just head to band practice and hope all the rooms are open!