*Sigh*

Right, ok, I have admittedly jumped on the blogging bandwagon. But, whilst sat here in my room, devoid of my new flat mates to talk to as they all have things to do and people to see apparently, I realised it’s something to suppress the boredom, other than YouTube and 4OD. Sigh.

So what to say? Do I talk about my mundane life and happenings? But of course! Why else would you be reading this if not simply to be nosy? Shame on you all. (Even if I am secretly grateful).

It’s been a somewhat eventful week truth be told. Moving to university is a fairly hectic thing it seems, mainly due to the chaos which is fresher’s week, in which I have been absolutely hammered nearly every night this week. It also turns out that northerners really can out drink these namby southerners, the same namby southerners who can’t leave my accent alone and seem to believe I’m from Scotland when they attempt to take it off. They’re a good bunch all in all though.

My flat is really quite diverse, and yet we all get along, unlike most of the other flats in the block it seems. Very strange. I feel odd in saying this but I do actually like them all as well, an achievement on my part I think.

I’m wondering what actually doing some work again will feel like, at the moment the thought alone seems alien to me. Heaven forbid I’d have taken a gap year! The course looks fairly interesting though, so hopefully that should spur me on. I attended the awkward ‘meet and greet’ party, though I did soon find a friend in the mature student on my course who has just moved over from America. She no doubt felt more awkward than I. I do wish I could remember her name; there was definitely an M in there somewhere.

One last little rant before I leave you to go back to your lives. Manchester its self. I struggle now to find an appropriate adjective for the place. So far, in the immediate vicinity, there have been two rapes, a mugging, someone stealing laptops and I myself have witnessed a fight on the top of a bus over someone’s coat, as well as being involved in one myself. (That sounds somewhat dramatic, I am quite unharmed, I just broke it apart.)

Anyway, I treat you with indifference and leave you. No doubt I’ll post again soon enough, but I’m sure you’ll live if I don’t.