I’d like to start by saying apologies for the lack of posts in the last few months. This is because life has become rather complex and it has created a writers’ block of sorts, but this is a long story that even in the context of blogging could be considered out of scope. Nonetheless, down to business. This post will mainly be devoted to advice for freshers.
I have this habit of starting the academic year by ceremoniously snapping deep emotional ties with someone of the opposite sex. Yes, a female (us nerds are getting pretty provocative these days)… freshers, be advised: while at university it is imperative that, if you want to live any degree of a life, do everything you can to avoid getting tied down too quickly; I make this mistake time and time again and it can potentially cause your life to fail spectacularly – this whole situation has caused me to motivationally run dry. Not useful when you’re in the market for a 1st. Take no risks with your degree!
Moving into a house has been fun. Some hooded individuals attempted to break into our shed the other day. Luckily, being as hench as I am, they took one look at me and froze. On the spur of the moment, I shouted an obscenity at them and they ran. I had my phone on me, I had the opportunity to hide and take pictures/videos, and also the opportunity to let them break into the shed (providing evidence), but unfortunately as I didn’t take this option I couldn’t press charges, as the police explained later – but they definitely won’t be coming back as we have knives (which is a joke. [which actually isn’t a joke as we do have knives for cooking purposes.])
I’d like to add that when choosing a house, the part of town you aim for will have a large effect on the quality of your living space, and of the surrounding residents – regardless of how much you end up paying to stay there. As this is a professional blog I am not obliged to express my disgust for any particular area of Southampton, so instead I’ll make an endorsement: if you want a nice house, look behind the library. And if you’re in halls, for goodness sake, treasure the experience – you may not experience such luxury for quite a while.
Promise there’ll be less cautionary tales next time. Lovelovelove