Urgh I've been meaning to blog in absolutely ages, but everytime I finally get round to it I'm absolutely knackered, and now that I do, it seems to daunting a task to catch up the weeks events. So since the middle of last week what have I done?
More or less fucked up both my eating and sleeping habits and done no work. However I have had an absolutely brilliant time so not all is lost.
I'm gonna skip last week, because to be honest I can't really remember what happened (I think I need to stop drinking) and the fun didn't really start until saturday. Ok so the weekend I planned to get tons of work done, bascially cos I have a deadline next week, and stupidly I invited my friend to come and stay for a few days before (I don't think I realised it was just before my deadline at the time). Anyway the weekend didn't really go to plan. After procrastinating saturday morning with a trip to the supermarket (which in fairness was necessary I had very little food), we discovered that there was a chinese buffet in the afternoon for free. Now students and free food, I guess we should have known it would be packed. but we waited for many hours (or so it seemed) and actually got some decent food out of it. I say we, Kayleigh was not best pleased with the Veggie selection which by the time we got there consisted of seaweed.
So far not doing well, not to worry, we're not even half way through the weekend yet. Then I got a text at half seven from Vicky saying they were in Broadgate bar, starting a campus 14. A campus 14 should probably be explained, it consists of going to all 12 uni halls bars, and then to the SU twice, Broadgate doesn't actually fit into that plan, but being Broadgaters, we tend to adapt. Its normally done in fancy dress, and is strictly speaking banned by the university, as someone died doing one a couple of years back (however they were stupid enough to decide to swim the lake after the 13 bars).
Anyway originally I thought, hey why not I'll go up to the bar say hello, and that'll be that. Then Hannah rings (me + Hannah = bad combination = completely smashed), and then we realised we were going to do the whole thing. Which we dutifully did, we missed a couple, and got slightly lost on the way (its a bloody big campus) as well as getting in a stupid fight with Brutus and David Bowie, getting bitched at by some girls playing darts, undoing a guys clothes who had them all on backwards, and stopping random guys to ask them for names for willies (I feel quite enlightened). And we finally made it to the SU.
I have to admit, my memory of the time in the SU is fairly hazy. We must have got there before 11 cos we didn't pay, next time i looked at my watch it was quarter to three and I was walking home (strange in itself given the SU closes at 2, and I was less than ten minutes walk away from it). Anyway I met a guy, who I can't refer to as hot, as Matty will tell me off, however I can't be bothered to find a thesauraus either, so we'll leave it as I met a guy. Who came back to mine. Nice guy too. Turns out he's from Exeter too, which is a bit of a bummer really. I have the most unfortunate love life I have decided. And yes, I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
It was sunday that my sleeping pattern really began to get fucked up. we finally got up at 2, cos I had a hockey match, and after pointing him vaguely back across campus, I made it to hockey, only to find our match had been cancelled. I proceeded to spend the entire length of the friendly we played complaining about being forced to get out of bed for no reason. Then for some unknown reason I stuck around to watch the firsts game, which was actually hilarious, they thrashed the opposition, but for various complaicted reasons (mainly that Ted refused to do a scoring chance) we began booing our own team.
Finally got back from hockey and I had to shower amazingly quickly, tidy my room, stop it smelling of sex and be ready to be pleasant for when my family decided to turn up for a while on their way home from my grandparents. I think I actually did remarkably well. And I have no idea what happened after this but I was back in bed at nine. Quite possibly the shortest day I have ever witnessed.
I then proceeded to sleep for a good 12 hours. Monday was largely uneventful I completely wated another chance to work. Then went out in the evening to a hockey social. Hockey socials are ALWAYS messy. I was prepared for this despite my nine o clock the next morning. Anyway we went to the dogs races, which was pretty cool actually, I'd not been before. As there was a large group of us we got some free bets and as such I didn't lose much money. Adam my hockey captain lost a ridiculous amount, but I think it was for attention really. Who's to say. And we got free pie and peas, muchy peas which I actually can't stand, but being a good student ate nonetheless, oh and how could I forget, I got a free drink as well!
After the dogs we headed to Lloyds and then Oceana, which was its normal drunken/packed self. Again my memory is hazy, and I remember spinning around on a chair quite a lot, and feeling ill, as well as losing and finding people regularly (my pet hate of that place). Highlight of the night, I broke my bag, and as a result discovered at least two of my pockets in my jeans were fake. I was not impressed, and I ended up splitting my things between people, which at the time was a brilliant idea, but after losing Charlie who had both the majority my money and my phone, turned out not to be.
We got home eventually (about three I think), and bizarrely the next morning I woke up for my nine o'clock lecture. This is virtually unheard of when I haven't been out the night before, but when I have (especially to a hockey social) its outstanding. However by midday I was feeling rough, partly hangover and partly Exeter germs I think. Still I managed to go to my lecture, seminar and concert, as well as see my personal tutor, all whilst having 4 hours of sleep during the day.
And I think thats pretty much all there is to report really. Went for a chinese all you can eat earlier which was good, and found the location of my interview in sunday but thats about it. Oh and started filling in a bastard of a CRB form, but I've ranted about that enough elsewhere that I've lost interest now. And I imagine so have you after I've failed to include any photos. or pictures to maintain your interest, and wittered on solely about my life, which isn't all that fascinating. I also cannot be bothered to spell check it, so if you've made it this far, you really do deserve a pat on the back!
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