Why hello there! It has been some time since I last told you my latest adventures and that is largely because I’ve been busy having them. My third year at university is gradually drawing to a close and we are in the last few weeks I am spending living with my current housemates before they escape into the real world. (No real world for me yet, that’s the benefit of a four year course). It’s all a bit scary really but fortunately there is still time to have some fun…
Last Monday I relived my childhood as we went on a school (well university) trip to the zoo. The idea was that we would get some idea of how to run a school trip and not that we would just have a jolly good time at the zoo (which is what actually happened). I found it a little odd because being fairly local this was the zoo I went on school trips to fairly regularly. This time round I went on the coach and took a packed lunch and generally felt like I was 8 again.
Unfortunately we didn’t have a whole lot of time at the zoo but fortunately I took charge of our little group and dragged everyone round, ensuring we saw pretty much everything. I spent the day imagining I was the project manager on an episode of The Apprentice and was considering who I would take back to the boardroom should we lose the task, which was an endangered animals trail. In the end though I think we won the task as after finding five letters I realised the mysterious word we had to find was “biodiversity”. I think I would have been hired with that kind of problem solving! Anyway, here’s some photos I took of animals being awesome:
Meerkat/ Humboldt Penguin/ Pygmy Hippo
Ring-Tailed Lemurs/ Giraffes
One of the other things we had to do was to write a haiku. I wrote this one:
I want a giraffe,
Giant King of Africa.
So give me one please!
That came from me deciding I would like a giraffe to keep in the back garden (called Jeremy) and I spent quite a long time considering how I would get him home. I reckoned I could probably lie him down in the aisle of the coach and tell everyone my friend had bought a very realistic giraffe costume and after a long day needed a lie down. Not sure it would have worked.
Tuesday morning saw me prepare for what turned out to be a busy week out on the town by having a haircut. Due to not wanting to pay for one, I have not had a haircut since late 2012 so I was long overdue. When my hair gets long it ends up turning into a bit of a mop. Every time I caught my reflection in the mirror I realised I looked like some kind of mad scientist. So this time round I had a really short cut, grade 2, probably the shortest my hair has been since my birth. I always feel at a quandary over personal appearance- on the one hand I don’t want to live up to the expectations of modern society but on the other I don’t want to look like a complete slob. Fortunately my new haircut has gone down well and the hairdresser even managed to leave me with a decent fringe so that my massive forehead isn't revealed the whole world. Seriously, I have a massive forehead.
Tuesday night saw the beginning of my excellent but exhausting week as I joined my housemate Dannie and a huge group of her friends at the pub to celebrate her 21st birthday. It was an entertaining night which included one member of their group requiring medical attention from other members of the group when he managed to cut his hand on a broken bottle. Fortunately a bit of blood wouldn’t really effect the pub we were in as it is not exactly what you could call classy!
Hungover, I eventually made it to meet my friend so we could see Star Trek Into Darkness. Actually I arrived an hour earlier than I was supposed to because my hungover mind couldn’t work a clock. I’ve really got into going to the cinema to see films recently, it is fantastic. Because Orange is my mobile phone network I can get 2 tickets for the price of one so essentially going with a friend means you pay half the price of a ticket. Being a student means I can go during the day which usually means the annoying people aren’t there and you can sit pretty much anywhere you want because it is so quiet (which is good when you are hungover and need to sit under an air conditioner).
The party continued on Wednesday evening when we headed to a night at the student union, Bop. Bop consists of cheesy music which meant I was singing very loudly and
doing attempting to do the dance moves. There was Gangnam Style, the Macarena and the Cha Cha Slide to name but a few. My fave of those is Cha Cha Slide- a dance is much easier to do when the song tells you what to do. The Macarena on the other hand just ends up with me moving my arms erratically and facing a different way to everyone else in the room. Suffice to say I was not born a dancer.
A night of housemate Josh continually saying “bar?” meant for the second morning in a row I woke up hungover. I remember when I first started university and was full of alcohol for most of the first week and my body happily dealt with it. Three years later and my body has decided it can’t cope with alcohol. Mind you, a night out has become a rare occurrence and two is unheard of. On Thursday morning I was supposed to be helping to put together a group presentation, although I fear I was more of a hindrance than a help. Still, I had a Coke bottle with my name on to keep me happy. Six shops it took to find a “Dan”! That was a day well spent.
So how did the presentation go? Surely I didn’t make my body go through another night on the drink? And aren’t my housemates finishing their course and leaving forever? How will I cope? Well, find out all the answers to these questions and more in my next post. Got to love a good cliffhanger…