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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The Inaugural University Preparations Commence...

Seeing as I am now off to university in a matter of weeks, I really am afraid I don't anything else to talk to you about apart from it. However today I have some very exciting news to share with you. Not only have I started buying stuff to take with me, I am also fulfilling my dreams!

I don't know whether it is the "costing things out" or making things look better or "shiny" that makes me really enjoy this part of the preparations for university, but I have gotten really into kitting myself out ready to go with things like duvet covers and clothes horses and things like that.

After work today, we went on a shopping trip to 2 of my 4 favourite shops in the whole wide world: Wilkos and Dunelm Mill (these come second only to The Range and B&Q). For those of you who have not been outside in the bast 20 years, these are both shops where you can by a whole range of basic home furnishings for next to nothing.

Normally I would collapse in a heap after 8 hours baking bread from some ridiculous time in the morning, but today when I got in and Mum said: "Let's go to Wilkos" I was the first person in the car like a small child on a trip to a theme park. 4 hours and a packet of pear drops later we had a boot full of stuff and an A4 pad full of other stuff to buy but we didn't have room for in the car.

Some of my favourites amongst these are toothpaste, a 13.5 tog duvet, a tabletop ironing board and a set of 4 mugs the size of pint glasses. I have been spending my spare time looking at new clothes, shoes and stationery. In fact today I even spent a long period of time that I will not reveal looking through an online catalogue for Bic Biros. What has my life come to?

It is safe to say that I am well and truly sad. I know you lot have known it for ages, but I have finally realised I have no life. To the point where one of my friends tweets me with a cure for my Bic Biro addiction: to have a Jazz band rehearsal, something which is probably just as bad as the biro addiction itself, really sends it home.

Time for me to go and look at the Staples online store for some cardboard document wallets (check out the fancy terms by the way, a sign of a true stationery anorak), so thanks for reading!

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