People have this idea of the first year at uni to be nothing but one big party, I know I used to. But no. Completely misguided. I’ve been there just over a week and I have one essay due in in a couple of days. It wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t based on the communist manifesto. Great. Wish me luck.
Going out tonight with two of my friends I’ve known since year 7. One of them I used to be so close with. I love them both. I know I’ve got more people to say goodbye to but this is a girl I thought I was in love with for 2 years, we had some weird friendship, never talked about anything serious – that was the deal. Until last weekend, she actually told me her opinion and the truth. But tonight we’re just going to get drunk (well for me tipsy) and the bus ride home should be interesting 🙂
Next week I’m taking one of my straight friends (who used to be homophobic) to a gay bar. Should be interesting how many butches try to take her home.
We’ve all said goodbye to eachother twice before at parties and stuff and it got a little emotional (one of our friends wrote us all thank you cards!) but now this weekend two are leaving and it is the final time. Next weekend more people move so really need to hurry up and say goodbye. Not allowed to get emotional!
Just a growing-up process, have to move on.
Ok, I’ll admit I have gotten far too into my sociology book but it’s so interesting! I don’t think I’m reading the units for this year but hey-ho, I’m enjoy and learning (it actually is possible)
Is the facial expressions we do learned from others or is that just how we react?
At first I would have said it was picked-up from other people. But apparently it’s not. There was a study of 6 born deaf and blind children who smiled, raised their eyebrows in surprise. So, how did they know that? How do we all know the right reaction/emotion?
Love reading this stuff!!! 😀
So, I was reading Anthony Giddens – Sociology and I was highlighting interesting things about Gender and Sexuality when I came across this snip bit:
‘In some non-Western cultures, homosexual relations are excepted or even encouraged among certain groups. The Batak people of Northern Sumatra permit male homosexual relations before marriage.’
So, what do they do? When?
During puberty they leave their parental home and stay in a house with a dozen or so older males who engage in homosexual practices.
I don’t know why they do this ritual but you at least you could never say they were homophobic or people there experience heterosexism!
Just something I found interesting 🙂
Sitting there in my old school sixth form with my friend made us realise that nothing is going to stay the same. The school is being rebuilt to a ‘better’ standard. Though, I don’t think ‘better’ means to make it look more like a hospital and less like the school we all went to for 7 years. So, we took pictures, had some coffee, basically just trying to relive the last 2 years of A-level. But all the things we used to talk about are irrelevant. Things have changed. Almost everyone is moving off to different universities, we all have to face the fact that we’re probably not going to see most of our friends again. We had fun. We Re-lived it a little. But that will probably be the last time we will ever feel ‘on top’ of the student food chain (until we get our degrees i suppose). Best time of my life was with my friends there and it’s hard to let go of.
Guess it’s time to start all over again.
“A room without books is like a body without a soul.” – Marcus Tullius Cicero
I really do believe this, does this make me a nerd?
I don’t know whether it’s due to the six weeks holiday (though mine started in late June and is still going till October) or because it’s a completely new league but these books I have to read are just making me feel so thick.Constantly having to look up words is not doing my confidence any good. So, after looking up a word I decide to do little drawings to help explain it to myself, good job my lecturers wont have to see my notes!
Does anyone else ever feel like this when they start a new year of something? A job, GCSE, A-Levels or uni?
But I guess it’s just time to crack open my book again and try to understand it! *determined*