Friday, December 22, 2006

Randomisms II

Sigh. Yes, I know, I haven't written anything in ages. I might as well have been abducted by aliens.

Truth is, I haven't really felt like blogging, these days (or shall I say 'these weeks'?). It's not that there wasn't anything to blog about. Au contraire, things have happened. I have, for instance, seen a number of films that I would have muchly loved reviewing. Casino Royale, for example.

Is amazing.

Other things have also happened. Pan and I met Ash a few weeks ago. He even has a lovely post about it. Apparently, Pan and I are quite the freaks! OK, the 'apparently' is superfluous, we truly are freaks. Poor Ash. Anyway, the highlights of this blogmeet were unquestionably the Krispy Kreme doughnuts. See, I am not a doughnut person. I don't like doughnuts. I like things that contain chocolate, and most doughnuts don't. But Krispy Kreme... God, I am having cravings now.

I have met many people. Many people that are easily mocked, easily nicknamed in an amusing fashion. I have had two men attempting to seduce me (no, not in a dramatic Thomas Hardy, pic-nic-in-the-woods-with-attached-sexual-trauma way, but rather, in a drunk, let's dance together, do you want to go for a walk by the river? way. I mean, seriously, Do you want to go for a walk by the river? What the fuck? What am I, Meg Ryan?). I have carried drunk people up to their rooms. And now that I'm back home, I have met Pan's uni friends and have yet more amusing stories to tell, more people to nickname, possibly mock and definitely blog about.

I would now expound on the hotness of Daniel Craig and Eva Green and generally gush about Casino Royale and perhaps shrug about The Prestige which Pan and I saw today for the discounted price of 4.50 Euros each. Then I might mention Paolo and his band, and Mexican Girl and her fight with Dirty Vibes, and Solarium Boy (all people from Pan's uni). I might talk about the ditzy Turkish girls that have moved into my building. I might talk about the weather.

But I won't because there are more serious things to talk about. Please bear in mind that I don't do this very often. I prefer blogging about the frivolous and I don't like talking about such personal matters on here, but I'd also like to explain why I've been absent for so long. Forgive me if this all seems a little forced or irrelevant or downright boring.

OK, I will now get to the point: I don't like uni.

I mean, I don't hate it. I love, love, love the town. It's absolutely beautiful. And I love my bike. And my course is not what I hoped it would be, but I know for a fact that it'll be better in my second year when I won't have to do so much British history, and it's all right anyway because at least I've done well, whether I enjoyed it or not. I also have a number of friends that I'm really close to. The only problem is that they're in a different college, so I don't get to see them very often (in case you're wondering, one of these is that very same Fatty mentioned in the previous post. Pan and Fatty have actually met, and they get along like a house on fire. Mind you, Pan still refuses to say anything nice about Fatty that goes beyond 'She's bubbly,' but that's an improvement on 'She's fat!', don't you think?), but that can also be a good thing, can it not? At least there's not risk me getting bored of them or vice versa (highly unlikely, though, as I am so incredibly witty and adorable).

So what is the problem, you say?

Ha. I wish I knew.

Well, OK, I do know, and I've mentioned it before, and I sound like a whiny bitch, but really, uni is such a letdown at the moment. I mean, I'm in one of the world's best universities, and yet, I am surrounded by idiots. How did these people even get in? Oh, I'm sure they're all very intelligent and everything, but I'm not sure how much a person whose aim for the first term was to get more than 200 Facebook friends deserves to be in this university.

The problem with living in uni is that I can't avoid it. I have to be there night and day, 24/7, which wasn't the case in high school. That's why high school was bearable. I could go home every evening and forget about it. But uni doesn't let you do that. You live in it. Thankfully, I am on holiday right now. See, we have ridiculously short terms, so I've been on holiday for the past three weeks, and back in Milan, and I have three more weeks to go. But honestly, the thought of going back to uni in three weeks' time is enough to put me in a bad mood for half a day. So I try not to think about it. I'm sure it will be better next term. It has to be, I suppose.

So yeah, that's why I haven't blogged in so long. Disappointment can truly sap all the energy out of a person.

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Blogger niTin said...

Hey, wait a minute... you didn't like The Prestige?
And honey, no one likes Uni. And since high-school is over we all are supposed to think of it with nostalgia. I would tell you to bear it with all you are worth and wash it down with Krispy Kreme and Sit-coms... or whatever works.
I do it with Mint-Fraps and Scrubs-just so that you know.

8:27 AM  
Blogger ash said...

I thought the Prestige was pretty good. Casino Royale I need to see again, because as good as it seemed to be I was in a bad mood through out watching it, which ruined it. Also, Scrubs is the absolute best comfort television.

By the way, about walks by the river...why do you think I asked if you and Pan wanted to go walking in Hyde Park? :P
Admittedly at that time of night we probably would have been stabbed by a hobo so it was more dangerous than romantic...

It's a shame you're disappointed by uni but I completely relate. It always seems like uni is supposed to be the time of your life and a large majority of people slip right in. When you don't, you feel like you're the only person in that position, almost as though there's something wrong with you. Which was actually kinda true in my case, but that's beside the point...

I had people I got on with in first year, who I saw all the time, especially my room mate. But it was also frustrating that they seemed to take to it all so easily.

Frankly I could talk for hours about disappointment with university. Just remember that you don't need to be like everyone else. Be yourself and find your own niche. I'm sure there are other mature souls like you around.

Lastly about being freaks according to my post, the truth is that some of the conversations and jokes I make with certain friends are equally...'peverse' as the stuff I mentioned (or didn't) in my post. The only difference is that I've known them for years where as with you guys I was a little bit suprised to hear it within ten minutes of meeting you!

3:34 PM  
Blogger Szerelem said...

Hmmm....something we were talking about no?
There are idiots everywhere. More of them than smart people anyway. And really doing well in an exam doesn't always mean that people are intelligent. Really..thats one thing I know from uni.

Oh, btw....was thinking of you today. Saw the Boccioni sculpture you had pointed out on the 20 ent coins at the Tate Modern today :D

Hope you are enjoying your vacation and Happy New year!

2:10 AM  
Blogger Panacea said...

I actually liked The Prestige. Its a bit weird, but it was good. Besides, anything with Hugh Jackman cant be anything less than good.

Don't worry about your uni. The first term is always the worst. If you get any more miserable, think about my uni and try and feel better. It could always be worse, you know :)

4:32 PM  
Blogger Sophia said...

Hi, TPF. Thanks for sharing your feelings about uni. I didn't like it either, and as Pan said, the first term (well, year in my case) was the worst.

I sometimes ask myself, if I could do it all again, what would I do differently? I think I would have gotten more involved at uni than I did. I was super active in high school, and I think that was where I went wrong in college. Also, having a clear direction of what you want to study and do after college helps too. At least, the people who seemed the happiest were the ones who knew what they wanted.

On the other hand, the interesting part about life is being able to talk about these things with kindred spirits, and when you find them at uni, which you will, you will love it.

Hang in there.

10:35 AM  
Blogger airy voices said...

Either this is a place where all the misfits congregate, or I guess more people relate to uni sucking than I'd ever imagined.. its good to know though.
The vast majority of people in my uni probably wouldn't be able to tell you if Walden's the title of a book or an author. So, seriously, take comfort :)

4:39 PM  

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