Back to Uni Blues

[crystalcazzie]

Right. So my phone beeps and it's a text from Jess saying they'll probably see me tomorrow, depending on when Paul finishes his golf.

I am, understandably, confused.

Turns out that they're planning to come and see me either tomorrow or Monday evening, Jess said that Paul thought I knew. I'm not sure why I would know since I haven't seen him since the games night but whatever.

So now I'm trying to be pleased about it. It's nice of them to come see my but I'm not sure I can handle another social night, which is silly since I'm going back to uni on Wednesday and will need to be social then. It's just another thing to worry about and is giving me a headache.

I wish it was like my first year where I lived in halls, it was just easier then. Now if I don't make friends with the two in the house then I'm screwed and completely alone for the year.

I've been packing more. I still have a bit to do, it's frustrating because there's so much I look at and think "I'll do that closer to the day" but Dad wants all my stuff ready by Tuesday lunchtime.

I'm also worrying about having to register. I plan to email Gill and ask her to go with me but I feel really pathetic and needy. Plus I keep ranting to myself about taking Latin. I don't know if it counts for anything towards my degree and I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to take an extra course next year to make up the credits, which worries me but I suppose I should leave the worry about that until next year.

I'm not even sure I want to be doing this course any more. Sitting in lectures and writing essays does not sound like fun. And when you add to that the participation element where I am actually expected to talk then you end up with something that I'm really not going to be good at.

And finally, my head is still crunching or whatever it does when I move my head. I really can't describe it but it's horrible. I really hoped it would go away when I saw the nurse about my ear but it hasn't, which actually scares me.

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[jenithegreat.livejournal.com]

I would be cranky that my friends just invited themselves over. Then again, mine would do it all the time and I'd act like it was so much fun when I hated them just talking to each other and goofing off while I sit on my own couch alone... anyway.

Does being in uni require you to be social? Damn, and I plan to go to Med School too. Ew. Social-ness isn't that fun. I mean what if the people you start talking to are really weird and annoying and you end up hating them and then because you start to not talk to them after you started they're think you're even more or a weirdo and then they'll tell the whole school and even the freshmen won't talk to you. Wait, sorry that's my fear.

I still say since you're packing anyway, you should just ship the stuff to America and live with me. When you're ready you can try American uni or something. Or take online courses and junk. And you'll be more able to talk to the other people in the house, because it would be me, and I'm the greatest, and my mummy and daddy. And since I just hide in my bedroom most of the time, it wouldn't be odd for you to, too. See?

I think if Gill knows you're shy, she'll understand that you need backup. A lot of people need backup when going to register and all that. Think of it as backup so you don't yell at the people if they screw things up.

I worried about taking French Level 4 with all seniors. Turns out I know more and speak better than all but one. And the teacher I guess knows I'm shy and doesn't make me speak all that much. Once every few days. But yeah, sitting and listening and then writing and speaking, bah. But it's up to you. Can you drop it if you decide you dont like it?

Your head is still crunchy? Maybe it's your jaw. Maybe some cartlidge or something cracked and moves against stuff to make that crunchy sound.

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure they're coming here. I think we're going to a pub or something. I honestly don't know, I guess I'll find out when they pick me up. (I assume they're picking me up.)

What I really hate is when they invite themselves over, I get everything ready for a fun night and they cancel at the last minute.

Well, I don't think there's much of a danger of me thinking they're weird. That's usually what other people think of me. I'm always so worried when I speak to people that I'm being stupid so I shut up but then I worry that they think I'm ignoring them.

I'm sure people will talk to you. But then people say that to me and I don't believe them.

Well, Heathrow is in the same direction as Kent. I could just ask for a little detour...

Yeah, I should email her and ask. If I start the email now maybe I'll finish it by the time I leave.

It's nice of your teacher not to make you talk too much. I can't drop it since the listening and speaking and writing applies to all the courses. (Although I suppose Latin won't have essays, unless it includes stuff about the society as well as the language) Sometimes I think I should have taken a computer based subject instead.

I don't think it's my jaw since it's actually in my head. Although sometimes I think that it could be the top of my neck.

[jenithegreat.livejournal.com]

Yeah, my friends have done that. When they cancel at the last minute I feel sad but sorta glad that I'm not going to have to go. It's better for me when they ask in advance and I wait until the last minute and lie and say I have other plans or my mother wont let me go, or Im sick or something of the sort. The worst is when they ask me to go somewhere and it's because they need a ride. They actually say hey are you busy we need a ride to the movies, wanna go? It's so, like using me. If they need somewhere to go, my house, but not to talk to me, to just get away. Need a ride, thats why I do. Cheap.

Well my nickname was Spooky, and people think I'm weird and creepy. But I hate talking to annoying preepy people who only talk about guys and everything. So, yeah. Yeah, I don't believe those people either, but since it's you I'll believe you.

Exactly, Heathrow, Kent, same difference. Just a little detour, just a wee one.

I'm sure you'll be able to finish it. Just ask, the worst she can say is no. But since it's not to your face it's not that bad.

True, all the courses. Why do you have to talk? I would think uni is just about sitting there and taking notes and then exams. Why should talking be invovled? Mean. I have essays in French, and writing to do and junk.

I still say it's cartlidge. Somewhere.

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

Friends are annoying like that. I can't drive so I never get used for lifts though.

I say Spooky is a better nickname than Man-Woman.

There's a lot of talking involved in uni. Lectures are just about sitting there and taking notes. Seminars are about discussing them and coming up with ideas and such. Also, many courses require presentations.

[jenithegreat.livejournal.com]

I can't drive either, but my parents drive.

Aww, poor you. I'm sorry. *hugs*

Ew. I dont like presentations. I think I'll stick with lectures, seminars are bad. Talking. Bah.

[morti.livejournal.com]

I'll register with you if you want. I can bring chocolate.

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

Really? Thanks. :) And chocolate is always good.

[morti.livejournal.com]

That's what I figured. Where and when shall I meet you?

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm moving in on Wednesday so Thursday or Friday would probably be good. When's convenient for you?

[morti.livejournal.com]

I'm free during either day. Thursday, get it out the way sooner? What time?

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

Good plan. Um, not too early (morning still doesn't exist for me) so probably around midday or early afternoon.

[morti.livejournal.com]

Okay. Maybe meet for lunch first and catch up a bit?

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

Sounds good. Do we have a time and place?

[morti.livejournal.com]

Shall we say, meet at 1300 at the top of the Eliot footpath and go on from there? Not sure what'll be open.

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

Great. And because my mind is screwey can I just confirm that that would be by Eliot itself? *is trying to remember what campus looks like*

[morti.livejournal.com]

Somewhere near the roundabout by Eliot car park, basically. By the SU building.

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

Ok, I'll try to be around there...wandering...looking lost most likely. :)

[morti.livejournal.com]

Cool, I'll see you then. :)

[morti.livejournal.com]

Gah! My recruitment agency have just got me a job which means I'm busy on Thursday and Friday between 8am and 5pm. Can we meet up some time around that?

Sorry, but I need to take what money I can get at the moment. :/

[crystalcazzie.livejournal.com]

Sure, whenever. I don't mind.