All entries for Friday 24 June 2005
June 24, 2005
It's my last night in Leamington and I'm feeling sad. I've done all my packing and my cleaning and now there is nothing left to do to occupy my mind and stop me from thinking about how much I'm going to miss this place, all my friends and even my lecturers. I never thought I'd be sorry that I have no more essays to do and no more exams to revise for ever again, but I am. It's strange how you can start uni feeling positive and have that positivity beaten out of you by the small-minded, ignorant, offensive, rude and unfriendly people that you are forced to live with in first year. First year was quite possibly the worst year of my life (for reasons more than living with pricks, but I'm not going to get into that here). But things have changed and I want to thank all my friends at uni for being amazing and for making me realise that I enjoy living here and I enjoy going to lectures (...sometimes). Thank you to all of you (you know who you are) and you've been great. I really hope we all keep our promises to meet up again in the future.
Enough sentimental stuff…if I keep thinking that I'm leaving then I'll spend tonight crying (like I did last night).
On a brighter note, I got a 2:1 and so did all my friends so congratulations to them and to everyone else. Thanks to all my lecturers this year (especially Cath and Andrew) for being interesting and making me excited about learning things again….I really appreciate that.
Global warming has raised it's ugly head again but no-one seems to notice. Reports of extreme heat, localised flooding and a freakin' tornado in Coventry were condensed into a quick news summary and no mention of the fact that the end of the world is nigh. A freakin' tornado in Coventry!!! Surely this is not a good thing? or do I normally miss tornado season in the midlands?
Is it wrong of me to be slightly happy that Glastonbury has been flooded? I'm not bitter that I couldn't go….no real interest in more than about five of the bands playing, and I can't afford it, but it makes me laugh to imagine the particular breed of poser who goes to Glastonbury because it's seen to be cool even though they have no interest in 'real' music for the rest of the year, knee deep in mud desperately trying to stop their designer sunglasses from floating away whilst trying to secure their burberry tents. It will help me sleep tonight.
Anyway, as it's my last night in leamington, I'm going to do something slightly more memorable than blogging about the misery that is moving back home to live with my parents.
Keep your fingers-crossed that I will be able to find a job in England quickly before Belfast consumes me….oh yeah (6 hours in a van and 2 hours on a ferry await me….YAY!!)