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!

Long Time No Blog

Firstly I would like to make an apology for not posting in a while, but I have been rather busy. Firstly, on monday, as I have explained before, we did the radio again. All day, from 7am - 8pm. Which I can tell you is a bloomin' long day, especially when you are running it. I can tell you that sleeping for about 20 hours was well needed after that.

Although of course, that never happened. All week I have been working crazy amounts of overtime to save up a bit more money for university when I go off in a few weeks time.

This was something I wanted to talk to you about, as I have found out through my own experiences, our student loan will not be enough. Now if you are looking to go to university and things, one of the things you do need to make sure you think about is money.

How are you going to get your way through uni? It is also well known that a big part of going to university is the er... social side of things, and this is something you also have to think about. Do you have enough money every week to last you through the year? If not, then how are going to make sure you do? Do you need to find work whilst you are at uni, or even find work during the holidays when you are home too?

These are all questions that I think need their own post to help answer and for me to give my opinion on them, so stay in touch for the next installment.

Thanks for reading,

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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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Some very important news...

I suppose that events have unfolded in the past few days that will inevitably shape my life from here on in. So therefore it seems appropriate that I share these things with you.

Yesterday was the day that I received my a Level results, and I must admit, when I first opened that envelope I was panicking. The way the system works, for those who don't know, is that you make your choices for university, and if you get the grades then you are in. You can check this on the internet, and occasionally they let people in without them having the grades they need. 

So when I was 1 grade below my requirements, I was a little bit worried to say the least. Seeing as schools are schools and school computers are the world's slowest physical being, the wait for the computer to boot up was agonising. I though there was no hope and I was going to have to go home and cry. A lot.

I therefore had to get a friend to check that my eyes were not deceiving me when I read: "Congratulations, Your offer for the University of Liverpool has been accepted."

Basically, to cut a long story short, on the 13th of September I will be getting in my Dad's car (that's if I am nice to him so he gives me a lift) and driving, with a boot full to the brim of stuff, to Liverpool. 

This whole thing seems so unreal and alien. I thought, least I hoped, that once I had found out what was happening I would feel somehow different, or enlightened or something like that. But still I am putting off doing things like finding out what I need to take, and reading what I will be doing in the first week and all of that kind of stuff because the whole thing seems to overwhelming to begin. 

Nevertheless, I am still massively pleased that I am going to university, even more so that I will be going to study Accounting and Finance at Liverpool. Going to Liverpool has been a dream for a few years, before I even knew what I wanted to do, there is something about the city that upon visiting it makes you feel welcome. People ask me where I am going and go off on one about how they can't stand the accent and things like that, but having visited there on numerous occasions, you can barely even notice it. 

I don't want to make this blog a "look at me aren't I brilliant" blog either. It just feels like such a big leap in my life that it is appropriate for me to share it with you. And my family and friends have already started getting excited with me. Sometimes more than me I think, as I found out my mum had been talking to our family doctor today about whether I needed to take a clothes airer with me. 

So now, whilst enjoying and looking forward to moving to Liverpool, I also have to do a lot of things in the meantime. I have a whole list to write of things I need for University and things I very kindly have to ask the bank of Mum and Dad to set me up with, and I have to organise my accommodation, registration, when I am going, what I am doing, transport and all of that kind of thing. I have so much to do, but I have no doubt that it will be well worth it in the end and I am really looking forward to taking you with me on my blog!

Thanks for reading!

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