Not a Fun Game

Well Uni is over for first year. I absolutley can't believe it, it's flown by like I never imagined. So much has happened and I can tell already that I've met some people who I'll be friends with for a long, long time. No job or even college has made me think that, so it's nice. Got its downsides though, third years leaving and I don't know some of them well enough to keep in touch, but at Uni they've been really good mates. Best of luck to them, every single one has been brilliant.

Home now and it's pretty depressing. After living so close to so many people, coming home and having no one to wake you up, or to cook with, or to even just sit and do nothing with is weird. All my friends at Uni were the same as me with nothing to do and nowhere really to do it, so we were all together doing nothing, which actually turned out to be really fun most of the time. People here have lives and families and jobs and commitments that I'm not used to yet. Recently I've been able to phone up my mates and meet them there and then, now I'm having to make plans and organise things just so I can see people. I'm no quite used to it yet.

This is turning out to be more of a rant than a nicely written article. Maybe one day I'll change it, but right now I'm bored for the first time in months and feel like talking, but there's no one to talk to right now. My bestie isn't answering her phone and other people are away watching the football (I cannae afford that) and others are just too far away for me to see them right now. That makes me sad.

Think that is all before I start ranting on and on about nothing in particular.

xxx