How Things Are

I’m back in Reading for university now, and I don’t know how to feel about that since I had a huge reluctance to leave on Sunday. I cried to Ed for two hours the night before I left saying “I don’t want to leave, I’m not happy there!” but alas I went forward. My university journey is much like Odysseus at the moment. Years and years of stress and bad things happening, but having to get through it to get home. I have to get my archaeology degree if I plan on preserving Pompeii and moving to Italy. The only difference is I don’t have to kill 40 suitors or battle a cyclops.

I have a lot to do in the eight weeks before the end of term and the end of the year. I need to somehow magnificently pass all of my exams (preferably with a 1st). I need to find a place to live for year two and maybe get a job. Eight weeks is a very short time to accomplish it all. I’m glad that I therefore only have on lecture a day until the 9th of May, and the absolute minimal work load (one piece of coursework per module and only five exams in June- Archaeology has it easy). It’s still stressful though. I don’t like being on my own and I find myself very lonely most of the time. My only friend dropped out of university at the start and we were planning on living together for second year. I no longer have a clue what to do, and looking for a flat on my own seems helpless. I sometimes consider taking a year out to go home, get a job for a year and save money for a flat, besides I’m not happy here.

Also the electricity isn’t working in my bedroom at the minute. The light works fine. There was a four week period in the winter where they didn’t and I had to live in the dark, like a neanderthal, until my landlady called the electrician to fix it. That took a while. I told her about the electricity today and she said “okay, I’ll sort it now” o I can only hope she has. I’ve put my phone on battery saving mode so that it lasts 1 day and 8 hours without charge, just in case. I am also writing this from the campus library while I really should be getting on with Latin.

I might come home in the weekend anyway, but I really cant stand train journeys. I nearly always don’t get a seat and my luggage gets heavy, so we’ll see. I also want to save my money for my trip to Valencia in the summer, and for an Arctic Monkeys concert in May. Thinking about it, it’s only eight weeks until I get four/five months of summer holiday, surely I can power on through that?

Sorry that I didn’t have much to say lately, I just thought I’d do a little update on my life.

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3 thoughts on “How Things Are

  1. Sorry we didn’t get to see you off yesterday. We didn’t even get any fish as goldfish couldn’t be sold until 1st May.
    Go and talk to someone at the university again about finding somewhere to live. There’s no point worrying about stuff you can’t change, but if you CAN do something better to do it than to keep worrying.
    There’s a job going at the cinema in the summer holidays. Do you want Ian to write a CV for you and put an application in?

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