MuffinMaddy

Not the better mark at all that bothers me, it's the bragging about it. I don't like people who brag about their grades in general because they're being insensitive to those around them who may have gotten disappointing grades. When I achieve highly, I will call my mother, or family, or possibly tell my close friend about my achievement and celebrate quietly. I will not run around screaming "I got an A! I got an A!" because I've been on the reverse side and achieved bad grades and had people do that to me and it makes it difficult to be happy for them. By all means, if you work hard, you absolutely deserve good grades. If you don't and you get good grades, well that's life and some people are naturally smart and have the odds on them. Do not act like a douche about it, or I will dislike you. Reminds me of a girl who asked me my grade in Chemistry 2 years ago. I was very disappointed with it but didn't hide it because I thought "Well what's the point, I'm trying to turn it around anyway" She looked at me with a disappointed face and told me "Oh.. I thought you were smart.." That made me blow up for several reasons. Grades are not always an indicator of intelligence. I was already disappointed, what makes me even more upset is sensing others' disappointment in me when it's none of their business. Makes you angry if you worked hard and underachieved anyway. I had decided to be honest and get over it and face reality and she just irritated me so much because I'd decided to do that.

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When you help someone do a piece of work and they get a better mark than you (which is okay, I don't mind that) but then when they brag about it afterwards "Hey! Wait a minute! You helped me out and I did better than you, how funny!" No, it's not funny. Shut up.

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Same, and there's still lots of time to find people to live with, and it's not just you who's in this position at all, lots of people will be thinking the same/similar things as you.

I thought, at the beginning that I would be like that and I really liked the freedom and finally being able to make choices for myself.Then I realised how expensive food was, and when I paid rent my heart broke when I saw my bank balance.Thought I'd have to go into my overdraft but I won't, because I found lots of money in a bag that I don't use very often, so that was awesome.My job consists of sitting in my room and showing prospective students around my flat. It's so awesome and the pay isn't bad at all, considering I'm doing very little. I know what you mean with the freedom thing, and I used to really like my flat but that's changing quickly. I guess I get along with a lot of people, and no one ever really knows when I'm annoyed because I don't make it very clear. My flat consists of 4 girls and 2 boys. One of the guys stays in his room all the time with his friends so it's more like 4 girls and 1 boy in the flat. Almost inevitably, the girls started fighting over the guy because everyone liked him in the flat except me. It made me cringe and I felt really uncomfortable in my flat because it was so immature how catty everyone was being. In the end he chose one of the less catty girls. Great. They were cute together, I liked them both as people. No more fighting and problem solved... or so I thought. I live right next to the girl of the couple and directly opposite the boy. When they start messing around with each other, they 'forget' to close the door and I have to walk past it to get to my room. They're quite loud in the night even though they think they muffle it with music. I'm happy I have an escape but it really does disrupt my quiet evenings in my room so I'm thinking of investing in earplugs soon. I like them as individuals, but as a couple, the cuteness wore off quite quickly. It's been two weeks now and while it's less awkward than I thought it would be, the dynamic in the kitchen is odd. We have to decide who we're moving out with by January. My friends have started looking at houses but I'm not sure if I want to move out with them ... I guess I like my flat as it is as I'll have learnt how to live with these people, but if the couple keep annoying me then I might have to reconsider. Star, is it your first year?

In the first week I was out every single night. I was only drunk for maybe three nights out of the seven. I was nearly refused entry to one of the clubs because I was walking funny. The lady was like "How many fingers am I holding up? Walk to that wall and back" I was the happiest person when I did it correctly. She said she'd been watching me for a few days recently and seen me worse for wear and that I should mind my drink. I know she was lying because I hadn't been to that club for a couple of days before that. We did do a lot of crazy things that week though. Pillow fights in the park at 3 in the morning, frisbee with a pizza (which we ate the following day) but I met some people that I probably wouldn't have met otherwise. After that, I did start working though, and I haven't been out for 3 weeks now. But this Saturday night should be really good... although that's what they say about every night to be fair. Halloween was really a one off where I downed some red wine, drank a fishbowl made out of cider, vodka and more wine, and I drank WKD and my own bottle of flavoured cider (Rekordelig - it's Swedish and really nice) VS is nice too. Every now and again though, like last night, I think about home and what it would be like to be there. And I think about how my mum is doing, and how family are getting on. Speaking to everyone on the phone is nice but it just isn't the same and on days like that, I do feel down, but at least it doesn't last long, because I have friends here to distract me when my thoughts wander in that direction.

You say some really funny things. Anyway, University is going well. I'd say I was fully settled. It was nice to visit home 2 weeks ago but I really like being here too. I've been getting good marks so far, but still going to cautiously keep up with things and try not to slack. Halloween was pretty good, but I got so ridiculously drunk that not even a few hours of sleep sobered me up. Felt a bit like a waste of a night as I was in a costume, and pretty much all set for a party but I ended up rolling around in a flatmate's bedroom screaming that it was too hot. Somehow I thought 'Now you see me' was Harry Potter as well. No drinking for a while (that's what they all say) as I have a busy week! Did an experiment yesterday which I'm now working on the writeup for, and had some lectures today. Wednesdays are my day off (yay) and I have another practical on Thursday and lectures before the weekend yay. A DJ is performing over here on Saturday night and while I'll be drinking some drinks, I will try not to get trashed to the point where I can't walk or don't remember what's going on.

Home for the weekend after what's been a crazy month. It feels like my life has been one big party the past month with side helpings of reading, filing notes and practicals. I like being home, but it feels weird not being back with my friends till crazy O'clock. I'm going to bed, I was up all night on Thursday evening, and on Friday night I was looking after my horribly drunk friends and cleaning up their messes, and I refuse to lose my Saturday night's sleep too

Bearly Legal album by The White Panda He's a DJ who does great remixes of tracks, pity they're all so short. My personal favourite is Chasing The Pjanoo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QjJhzkf4WbA

I'm hoping you've found fast friends and you're too drunk to have updated us. ;)More in the fast friends, mugged and now in hospital with amnesia boat here... Ouch :( Did you lose anything valuable? Found friends very easily, everyone's really friendly, but I have been absolutely shattered every morning. I went out every night between Sunday and Friday, most of the nights were spent doing the same thing, dancing with friends and staying up till 4 or 5 in the morning only to wake up at 9 for introductory sessions and lectures. So worth it. Ive got some brilliant flatmates apart from this strange one who has 3 friends staying over all week even though guests aren't supposed to stay for more than 2 nights. And his friends dont even go to this University... We're going to report him later on Monday if the friends are still there and using our kitchen and making things awkward. People are always shocked when I say I'm doing Biochemistry, probably because I go to a University really good at social sciences, rather than traditional ones. My room is great, although I didn't have cold water or an ensuite door handle when I first moved in. But it's all good, small prices you pay for an ensuite ;) It's all fixed now. We have all kinds of animals on campus. Rabbits, geese, squirrels, ducks, it's beautiful! But... I caught freshers' flu on the second night! :evil: I still have awful coughing fits and feel generally groggy. But a real fresher parties on through all of that. I'm going to play waterpolo this evening. All in all, I've had a very good start to University life

Moving out in just under 48 hours. Excited.

Only 7 days left until I officially move out of the house I've lived in for about 15 years for University nearly 2 hours away.

Yesterday changed everything from a pretty bad 2 weeks I've had. Basically late August, my mother suffered a left hemisphere stroke whatever that means. She lost a lot of speech and movement in the right side of the body and was in no pain. It almost felt worse, because the lack of the option of verbal communication that I took for granted made me realise how important speech is, and how it's a process connecting the nervous system and the muscles in the mouth and throat working together. Her brain was fine, it was just co-ordinating the muscles to get meaningful sound out which was the issue. She had a blood transfusion and is doing quite well. This is the 4th time she's been admitted to hospital since May, so understandably, she was getting frustrated with not being able to go to work off-on for having to stay in hospital. This time it was particularly frustrating to her because she wasn't in any pain, which is the normal signal that something is wrong in the body. She was basically sitting there absolutely fine, walking around, but not being able to speak. Must have been really annoying knowing exactly what you're thinking, and wanting to say but when speaking, the words turn to mush and no one understands you. I would say I understood as little as 30% of what she was saying in the immediate aftermath, but now it's right up to about 96% and she came home yesterday after her release being postponed twice last week. Happy she's back. I'm packing for University now, and if there was a bad time to be alone to sort things out, it's now. I got my University timetable, I finish lectures at 5pm daily apart from Wednesdays and I'm free weekends. I guess that's a positive if I get lie-ins pretty much every morning? :P And yesterday I was awarded a £3000 scholarship for University, so yeah, my life has taken a dramatic turn for the better in the past 14 days. The £3000 is going towards my accomodation, and I only need to pay about £1000 for a reasonable sized en suite room (that would have been nearly £5000 and most of my student loan otherwise) in the lush green south side of campus. Very excited. :D And I'm glad to say that.

Tequila. Puts me in a sociable good mood nice and quick. I mostly drink it quickly in situations that would probably be awkward and tense sober. Examples are a gig I went to last week and being at a party where the majority of people were guys and waiting for more ladies to arrive.

I'm so glad to hear that Maddy. What are your plans with uni? Thank you :) This is an amazing day. Going to do a degree in Biochemistry starting this October with a year abroad. Probably in Germany, as I've studied German for seven years so far and don't intend to let go of it completely.

Take nothing and return with nothing or you'll be on the news awaiting execution. ^^^^^^^^^^^^ EDIT: I made it to university. I exceeded the grades I needed, so I can choose another university but i'm going to stick to my decision. I'm happy with my initial choice, otherwise I wouldn't have made it in the first place. Really excited that I'm moving out soon.

Sure. The one on my camera, you can't hear any of the words until the very end because the bass is so loud, and my camera isn't really designed for that kind of thing. But you can hear him like "I don't know any of the words, I didn't rap this one!" and at the end saying "Brother we got more beef than one of your sacred cows but I'm about to forgive you so hard right now!" Using the word brother instead of the n word, which was funny. When I said I wanted to do Martin Luther King vs Ghandi, he was like "How much racial tension can we bring up in one room, hmm?" But yeah, I'll definitely link you if he uploads footage of his gigs, or if someone else uploads one. Your brother should see one of his gigs if he goes to your area one day, he won't regret it!

That's freaking awesome! I did Martin Luther King Vs. Ghandi (i played Ghandi) - I hope a better version is uploaded on Youtube at some point, because the one I captured on my camera was kind of crappy. In other news, I FIND OUT IF I GET INTO UNIVERSITY THIS THURSDAY (desparately trying to do other things to take my mind off it)

Best gig ever! Nice Peter lives up to his name, he's a lovely guy! Honestly, it was a bit awkward at the beginning, I felt out of place as I had gone to a gig by myself. I was thinking "Who does that?" Like standing with my satchel twiddling my fingers, looking at everyone in their little groups. And then I thought, let's go buy some Tequila. That'll do the job. I bought some and hell yeah did it do the job! I found a group to join and stood with a group of guys who were really nice and loved the music. The atmosphere was awesome, and then he started doing some of his famous rap battles on stage and got volunteers. As some of you will know, I am 4ft 11, so amongst all the frantic hands desparate to be picked to rap with him, I was lost in the crowd until I asked a big guy behind me to point to me. And it worked, he selected me to come on stage, laughed and he was awesome. We rapped together which was literally my dream, and he said I made the gig his favourite of the current season. (He'll probably say that to other gigs too lol) but still. Fantastic day woop!

My Uncle died. We weren't that close, but I knew he liked me. I didn't really make the effort to get close to him, and while I don't really feel different about that, I still wish for him to Rest In Peace. I'm tired, but can't catch any sleep yet after hearing the news. Its just disappointing, because people could see it coming. He was overworked, and had a lot of stress in his life, and he was repeatedly advised to take it easy every once in a while but never did. Unfortunately he didn't take the advice and passed this morning. I awoke to my mother's scream at the news on the phone and haven't been able to sleep since. Going to be hard to enjoy the gig tonight after the tone for the day has been set.