it seems that...

everytime i get round to blogging im sat on the loo.
I think I've met the girl, we work so well.. it's amazing to think we only met a week ago, we're like a married couple sometimes..
I miss home still, and my double bed.. and not having backache when i wake up.. but I'm not sure if I'm getting it from american football or from sleeping funny.. probably a mix of the both.
I've got my student loan, I'm not just waiting for my grant, then i can pay off my rent, and my gym membership.. therefore having a place to live and a place to lift.. aha
Shitting my pants about initiations.. well not really actually, i've come to terms with the fact I'm definitely going to puke my guts up.. it's just a bit embarrassing that I'm gonna do it in public..on a stage.. aha.
At least I'm not doing naked press-ups into pints..
Anyways.. im currently missing a lecture due to my bowels deciding to tell me it's poo time 5 minutes before a lecture.. so yeah.. life is looking up... finally

fed up...

I write this on the tail end of lectures, hangovers, covering my room in sick, arguments, near fights, near broken hands, american football injuries, and still not getting my student loans.
I'm seriously fed up now, I've been doing my student loan for about 6 months now, and im still no closer to having any money, I cant do anything as I'm stuck in a situation where my monetary income is virtually nil and it looks like the outgoings are gonna be around £1000 at a time and it looks like it's gonna happen in about 2 weeks.
I'm getting really stressed out by the fact that still after 6 months they aren't even rushing to finish my application and get me some money, so I can be comfortable in where I'm living and actually have money to spend on buying myself decent food for meals. I'm so stressed out.
The lectures are interesting, it's weird to think about how people actually manage bands, what theories and practices they use and stuff :).
I did a magical magical chunder trick in my room last wednesday, also known as the sprinkler, where you cover your mouth and it comes out the side..It's amazing :)
I've damaged both my hands in the space of a week getting tackled in american football, i think it's time for me to get some gloves.. on the plus I don't have to write much in lectures, even though i can type just fine :)..
I still miss home, and I think I always will to be perfectly honest, when i stop moaning about it i'll let you know..

with friends like these, you'll never know

Friends are odd, aren't they?

I mean some of them you'll do anything for and expect nothing in return, some you'll be really rude to but deep down you both know that it's because you care that you do it..

I'm blogging about friends 'cause they all have one thing in common with you, they'll always have the ability to make you change your emotions in a second.

I found something out yesterday that really made my mood drop, it was girl related and I wish I didn't know about it. Serves me right for getting involved like this in the first place.

Another thing you can rely on with your good friends, is them being brutally honest with you, I'm glad my friends do this, as I'm the kind to think something's funny when it's really not.

One thing about friends is that they'll always have your back, but if they drop you. It hurts.

Family on the other hand, lasts forever.. I miss my P.I.C. and I never thought I'd say it, but I miss sound circus, not for the venue, but for the fact you could roll up and find about 20 of your friends there on any given thursday... Thos friends wouldn't come to high wycombe to hang out..

I'm worrying about student loans, I'm running low on cash, but Hopefully I'll get it in my account really soon.. for now though I've gotta sit and wait. I cant believe I've only been at uni for 3 weeks, it feels like months.

On the throne..

Literally wrote this blog on the loo..

I swear when you're on the toilet you think twice as much as normal..

Today it's been about the things people do that stab you in the back, it may seem harmless at the time to them but really in all fairness, it hurts.

Take for example; you buy a pizza from domino's, leave it out and someone eats 5 slices, doesn't own up to it, and won't take responsibility for it. Backstabbing, I believe is the ultimate form of immaturity. Show people you can man up and admit you're wrong, not hide like a child.

I've also been looking at the differences between home and uni, I miss home, I love uni, I miss my family, but i have a new one here. I miss my brother, but i've got around 30 new ones in a team I'm in..

Everything's flipped for me, I thought i'd miss home so much, but really I don't. I miss the people, so much. But the actual feeling of home lies in Wycombe, not in dorset. 

I've learnt so much about myself in the past weeks, what I'm good at, what annoying habits I was nagged for, I find I'm nagging others for those same habits. They say it always comes full circle, and now i believe that.

I also learnt I'm really house proud, and that I like to have nice things in the flat, such as a nice rug, or nice curtains. It's weird.. 

I kinda like a girl too, she's really nice.

My housemates are amazing, I love 7/9 if I include myself, we're like a family unit, I seem to have taken a sort of older brother role in a way, I'm always giving them advice and bullying them... Best of both worlds much?

Everyone here's really friendly and the lectures are all really interesting, I really enjoy the seminars and talking about genre rules, and what defines a genre/group of people, the limitations involved and how they act, people's views of them. It's really interesting to me.

I can't wait to get my student finance sorted, for Christmas and to see what happens in the next few weeks. Hopefully I'll get everything right for once.

x

Home Sweet Home?

Went home yesterday, it didn't feel like home, the only place that did was somewhere else..
It's made me think about how as you grow up, you sorta get a new family everytime you move house, or school, or even just when you go to a different pub/club.
I mean, I miss my family back home, Rich, Mum, Stace, Aaron, Gemma, The Canada water boys, Ben, Chris and Fuzz, Matt and all the rest.
But it seems that my only priorities right now are my flatmates, the girl, and the people I've met here.
It's as if my ties to home have been cut completely.. i get what they mean by flying the nest now...
I dunno if anyone else feels this way but yeah.
I miss home, but it's 100% different when i get back.
I miss my friends, but i've missed loads of stuff.
I miss the 'scene' Even if there wasn't much of one.
I love High Wycombe.
It's a horrible situation to be in, but I guess it's part of growing up.
I think I've done it too quick.

Uni: the end of an era, the start of another

They say the hardest part of going to uni is the missing home part. I can fully agree with that, I'm currently sat in a bar, in reading, waiting for a two hour lay-over for a train. It's a long wait, but I'm surprising my mum, she thinks my brother's bringing a girl home, aha.

Uni's been really good so far, I've been drinking, working, skating, learning, socialising and all of the things inbetween. The thing I've been doing most though, is missing home. Not the actual house, just the not having to lock my bedroom door, and my sofas, and my double bed. 

My flatmates are awesome, except for the next door neighbour keeping me up with her uni romance. She needs to pull her bed off the radiator, the pipes creak.

I'm playing for the American Football team as a running back at the moment, but as it looks i may be playing quarter back this season, well later on this year. I got sacked so hard the other day. Worth it though.

I need to get people to actually start following me on this y'know.

xxx