I missed out on going to Leamington, so why not go to Nottingham
Since I arrived here 3 weeks ago, I’ve been involved in the most random of experiences.
- First, I was mad. This was when I decided that I needed to join 11 different societies (on top of my 19 hours of lectures each week) in week 1. I further reaffirmed my insanity when I also decided that I could fit in Union Council as yet another commitment.
- Then I became ill with the dreaded freshers’ flu during week 2. This was followed by a mission to spread my illness to as many people as possible during last weekend. I’m only glad that this did not backfire big time!
- Having recovered in time for week 3, I now had other ideas. On Monday, I decided that saving myself from complete and utter humiliation (after having heard a story from last year) was more important than eating lunch. Thankfully, I did remember to eat.
- There was one further moment of madness on Wednesday when I added one more commitment to my already hugely oversized list of commitments and decided to join the SSLC.
- The week of extreme randomness (week 3) was not over yet. On Thursday I was stressing out so much about something that, in the great scheme of things, did not really matter. Although when you were told you would receive an email on Thursday morning, surely the natural reaction is to expect it to arrive somewhat before 6pm!
My randomness continues to this day (and most likely beyond). I nearly ended up going to Nottingham this morning with the Real Ale Society – a society of which I am not a member. They were all gathered around the entrance to Union North just before 9:30am. I thought that they were all councillors waiting for the training meeting. One of them asked me if I was going to Nottingham. He was wearing a Real Ale Society hoodie but I thought that it was perfectly possible for him to be a councillor.
“Errm, no. I’m here for council training.”
The Real Ale Society seemed to want my services for themselves. They told me that they too were waiting for council training and that we were going to Nottingham for the training.
But I was told that we were going to be in Union North – hence me being there at 9:30am on a Saturday morning. I fell for it and nearly ended up going to Nottingham. I don’t think that AJ would have been too happy with me not turning up for training because I’d been roped into going to some social in Nottingham with the Real Ale Society (probably involving a few pints of beer).
Thankfully, the guys from the Real Ale Society informed me that they were only joking. I was free to enter Union North and go to the training day.
The day was actually quite fun. I can go to Leamington some other weekend. I don’t think that I actually missed out, I believe the opposite. I’m actually now quite looking forward to our first council meeting on Tuesday evening. Some interesting motions are up for discussion. And add to that the fact that I really like arguing (though the technical term here is “debating”, or constructive arguing – unless of course I feel so passionately against a motion that I just have to come up with a really good point against it in order to get it rejected for the greater good of everyone because that is destructive).