Grumble Grumble...do i have to?
Nearly three years on and the liberty is wearing very thin. Surviving on just under £3000 a year, paying rent, bills and food on that amount is almost seeming impossible. I swear my liver is eroding and have roughly 1years sleep to catch up on. Living in a house where mould has become the additional housemate - is no longer amusing.
These last three months of student life are a drag. I feel old, tired and pretty much exactly as I did when I was at the end of my few years of college (except i didn't feel old or tired). I was excited, impatient, optimistic about my future and just couldn't wait to leave home. Yet now it's all completely changed. I'm trying to concentrate on not wasting my time at university by coming out with a decent degree. Yet I feel I must use this time to party hard, get wasted everynight and so on. But then as opposed to a bottle of JD and a loud club, a film and a hot cup of coco are so unbelievably appealing and I find myself wishing for the quiet life. And I actually enjoy going home. I can't wait to leave Uni, move back into civilisation and get a job and earn some money. However I feel that in five to ten years time, i'll be looking back on these days wishing that I was 21 again.
Being a student I have discovered that:
After ritually watching 'This Morning', Phil and Fern become your surrogate parents,
This is amazing...you learn how to survive on £25 a month and also...
...Toast becomes part of a balanced diet,
You also get way into Neighbours, i'm still trying to figure out whether this is good or bad.
Am I just weird or are other people starting to feel the same as me? Maybe it's just because i'm very tired right now and I know that in a week from now, i will be back in my student house unable to sleep because of one fo the following:
-Hearing the drunken cries of the streets.
-Hearing the drunken cries of my housemates.
-Or just hearing very loud cries of sex- honestly its like living with pornstars.
Just over three months to go... I feel like a child waiting for their birthday to come. I know that when I leave uni I may do the cliche graduate/student thing and go traveling. I can't wait and I think that's whats initiating those feelings that I described earlier. It's odd not knowing whats going to happen next. All through my life its been, primary school, high school, college and then uni. I always knew what I was doing next, but now I have no idea.
These last three months of student life are a drag. I feel old, tired and pretty much exactly as I did when I was at the end of my few years of college (except i didn't feel old or tired). I was excited, impatient, optimistic about my future and just couldn't wait to leave home. Yet now it's all completely changed. I'm trying to concentrate on not wasting my time at university by coming out with a decent degree. Yet I feel I must use this time to party hard, get wasted everynight and so on. But then as opposed to a bottle of JD and a loud club, a film and a hot cup of coco are so unbelievably appealing and I find myself wishing for the quiet life. And I actually enjoy going home. I can't wait to leave Uni, move back into civilisation and get a job and earn some money. However I feel that in five to ten years time, i'll be looking back on these days wishing that I was 21 again.
Being a student I have discovered that:
After ritually watching 'This Morning', Phil and Fern become your surrogate parents,
This is amazing...you learn how to survive on £25 a month and also...
...Toast becomes part of a balanced diet,
You also get way into Neighbours, i'm still trying to figure out whether this is good or bad.
Am I just weird or are other people starting to feel the same as me? Maybe it's just because i'm very tired right now and I know that in a week from now, i will be back in my student house unable to sleep because of one fo the following:
-Hearing the drunken cries of the streets.
-Hearing the drunken cries of my housemates.
-Or just hearing very loud cries of sex- honestly its like living with pornstars.
Just over three months to go... I feel like a child waiting for their birthday to come. I know that when I leave uni I may do the cliche graduate/student thing and go traveling. I can't wait and I think that's whats initiating those feelings that I described earlier. It's odd not knowing whats going to happen next. All through my life its been, primary school, high school, college and then uni. I always knew what I was doing next, but now I have no idea.
posted by Emma at 11:25 pm
2 Comments:
Very interesting, and comic spin on the world of student life. In this world we enter a bubble...a bubble of the surreal. As soon as you leave that bubble in April, the world will appear again in full technicolour.
Student life and the weird and wonderful elements that encompass it will always baffle even the most intelligent of us developed apes...i can only congratulate you on getting as close as you have to decoding the enigma.
Haha, oh the joys of tyring to pin which noise to which housemate :P
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