The University 101 Guide To: Making Friends

So after a couple of weeks settling in to university I thought I might share my experiences with you bunch of cool people who have nothing better to do than to stalk me on the internet! I thought I would try and be as different as possible so I am going to do them in this jokey instructive way. Just for the record, please do not take any of this advice as it will inevitably lead up with you being like me. Which is definitely not a good thing!

I used to think an early start meant having to get up at 5.30am for work at 6... How uni has changed my life. An actual early start guys is having to get up for a 1pm lecture. So until you get to that stage I don't want to hear any more winging about having to get a bus to school at 8.30. Alight?

So I entitled this guide making friends. Now university is something of a friend making phenomenon. Naturally because it is university the best way to make friends is beer. Once there is a crate of beer in the kitchen, whoever is responsible for it will be forever known as the bringer of beer. 

What I also must add for the sake of boys making friends with girls is that there are lots of other things which do almost as well as beer. For example, girls like to use the whole can I borrow some sugar as an ice breaker apparently, or as has happened, "please can I have a can of that red bull so I don't have another sugar low... I'm diabetic." It wasn't even my Red Bull to give out. 

Oh and also I probably should put in this little article ways to not make friends... Don't swap people's Vodka for water, they tend to get quite angry. Although it is funny then to go up to people and get them to down the bottle of water vodka, to which they get half way down and then stop, going "What have you given me?" And also don't insult stranger's taste in music, as we found out when we crashed a kitchen party wearing Beatles t-shirts to which they replied some expletives against the Beatles. We left before plates started being smashed...

But as I sit here feeding the late risers cereal because they couldn't be bothered to get up for breakfast, I think so far I have done pretty well. I helped a girl do her washing (I mean that should surely not happen right?) and I have an empty biscuit tin, so I must have done reasonably well so far?

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First things first: Beer or tea?

So for all who may or may not know, I am going to university. Or should I now rephrase that, I am at university! Surprisingly I managed to get here, get everything in and sorted and make a cup of tea without any hiccups. This in itself is a personal lifetime achievement!

However in making a cuppa and talking to new people, this has got me thinking about everything I might need in the short term, and then in the long term. Things I hadn't thought about  about like waste bins, and doorstops. (for the record I made do with a doorstop with a piece of rope cord tied to the tap of the sink behind my door. Very handy I thought!)

I then started talking to my Dad about the price of beer (not an unusual conversation I must add). And this ties in with my cup of tea because?

Well I was trying to work out what was more important. This maybe an easy answer for some, and some of you are probably shouting at your computer screens right now: Beer of course you fool! (Well actually if you are my mum and dad you probably won't because you have only just worked out how to read this... and are wondering why it wasn't tweeted directly to you)

But really though, I have had 4 cups of tea in the space of 3 hours, and spoken to about 20 people because of them! One of the great things about tea is that it brings people together, like no other drink. The same can be said for alcohol granted, but to be honest with you after 1 I can't remember the people who I speaking to, which never really goes down well!

So bare this in mind kids. Tea is better than beer. Untill about 4pm whereby beer becomes the only thing you can physically drink... especially at uni.

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Hi Ho, It's off to uni we go!

So tomorrow is D Day. Well I say that, tomorrow is the day we set off to go to uni! Exciting times right? By now I should definitely have everything packed and sorted and things ready to arrive in force. Well guess what, as a change, I don't!

I spent this morning packing everything into bags and boxes ready to go, as well as sorting out lots of other things, including my Grandma's internet, which surprisingly was on my Jobs list. Not only that but everybody wants to say goodbye to me. I think they must all be really glad to see me leave!

So with my entire room in boxes this has left me with nothing else to do but to write a blog right? No, actually I am procrastinating because I have to photocopy some information to leave for my parents, bits of radio to find and then drop off in all sorts of places and things like that, but I thought writing a blog would mean I have to move the least far distance. Which is true to a certain extent, although it is quite a workout on one's fingers really!

One thing you never really out into the equation when you head off to uni is how much stuff there is actually to do. The thing is, you sort of think it is like moving to a new school: All you would have to do is turn up on the first day and tell someone you were there. Turns out they don't babysit you at Uni.

I have been spending lots of time filling in online forms and registering for this service and that trip to the moon, downloading this app to access my Uni email account and that app to access the pentagon. Only joking, I can't really hack into the most secure place on the internet, although it does sometimes feel like that with the amount of forms I have to fill in and passwords I have to enter. I can't just go for the traditional Password or 12345, my university IT account has to be an unrecognisable combination of letters and numbers. How do you even think of one and then not have to make a note of it? The IT department must get so many emails saying: "Let me in, I can't remember my password." Ok, we have reset it to sunshine again...

But still, while it feels like a military operation, I am quite excited to be moving into my new home for 13 weeks. For one, I have been so bored over the summer I had to tell the internet about my trip to a farm in Yorkshire (which I visited again a week ago by the way, just in case you weren't bored enough already, I will write you another little story about that). So, wish me luck and I will now set sail for Liverpool...

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Off to Uni...

So as you may or may not have noticed/ been bothered about, I have not posted for a long time. I have been very very busy doing other things you see, things like going on holiday with my mates and driving Land Rovers round fields. I have also been busy sorting doctors appointments out, money out, all of that stuff, so that I am ready to go off to university on saturday. Yes I repeat, saturday.

Now while you may think that must mean I am very nearly ready, and while I keep telling myself I only have to pack my clothes now and I am ready to go, it far far away from the truth. One of the things I have found myself to be very good at over the past 18 years is hoarding things away in the deepest darkest depths of my room, thinking that one day they may come in handy or one day I may want to look at it or something like that. Well I have managed to sort out about 15 million drawers and a few feet of floor space of stuff into 1 box. For which I am very pleased about!

Next on the list is stuff that I want to take with me. And this is where it appears my mum and I differ. Bearing in mind the size of my room is really small, I am trying to be as frugal as I can be, knowing full well that I have to live in it and do all of that stuff in it too, I have to spend more time in it than I have to spend in my room at home.

So I am seeing all this stuff go into a "to go" box, and trying to put it somewhere (in my head) in the room at the other end, and so far I have about half of my floor space covered too. My Mum on the other hand thinks that there is loads of room and that it will all fit in with room to spare. So, we will soon find out who is right won't we?

Whilst I would like to tell you I am quite enjoying university preparations that is farm from the truth. Trying to decide if you will need something and if you won't and if it is worth taking is an incredibly different job for anyone. I will definitely be more happy when everything is in and in place, and I can go down the pub with my new flat-mates!

Anyway I will sign off now as I still have loads to do and not a lot of time to do it in!

Thanks for reading, tarara bit!