To say “time flies” is a gross understatement.
The fact my last post was in July doesn’t surprise me, as it’s no shocker how amazingly lazy I am. But damn, what’s happened in between that last 4/5 months?! Lots and lots and lots. I have a lot to say, so it’s time to get this here darn blog in action. I usually would struggle to write stuff as it happened because I have no friends or life and spend most of my time sitting indoors playing my Gameboy. And on the rare occasion where something interesting DOES happen to me, I’m far too into it to sit down at a computer and type about it.

Well no longer, as once again I have shed myself of any kind of social life, interaction or activity.

Not that I have much choice at the moment; I find myself in my second year of University and life in general right now is a far cry from the exciting escapades that I embarked on in the first year up until around October 30th. There was the first exciting term of University, getting to know new people and getting used to (and loving) life away from ‘home’ and building a new one. During the Easter holidays, campus cleared out but I had an even better time with the small and concentrated amount of people left behind who have now become some of my best friends. I also got arrested for stealing bottled water whilst drunk and wearing bowling shoes which is one of the most stupid things I’ve ever done… and I loved it.
Summer came about and Uni ended, but the lifestyle didn’t. No, it only increased tenfold with around 500 more exciting people moving on to campus to meet Johannes, Robin, Suria and I. Good times were had as I met more new great people in our house and then those three left for Spain but I stood strong and despite what my last entry said, I stuck it out… and had one hell of a time.

After retreating to London and realising how boring it is, I returned to Brighton. With little to no food, drink or friends left I had to be more resourceful than ever before and had one of the best times of my life doing so. Now on my own, at every turn I was presented with opporunities which soon became nessescity in itself to make the most out of my time and meet as many people as I could. Work became even easier and enjoyable and everything seemed amazing! The people, my job, the weather. I found myself pretty sad to leave Brighton behind in August to go to India.

India; I have mixed feelings about it, but for the most part I loved it and miss it like hell. When I got there, I found it a bit of an anticlimax after leaving the good life behind in Brighton. I soon got used to it though and learnt to love it and as I sat on the plane jetting back off to England, I wondered why I didn’t just stay.
I returned to grey, cloudy London and soon after, back to Brighton. The magic seemed to have left the place, but that might have been due to the decision for me to move out of my place before I even moved in! Shit hit the fan, to say the least and for the past 8 weeks of University, rather than finding myself doing any kind of schoolwork or drinking myself into a coma (which is what being a student is really about), I’ve been couch surfing, looking for a new place to live. EXCITING TIMES!

So now I face an onslaught of 8 weeks worth of work to do within the next 2 weeks before the term ends and I set off on a month visit to California which I can’t afford and will have to give up luxuries such as food, clothes and breathing to fund. I cannot wait, but until then the next fortnight will actually be academic hell for me with various all nighters which will make blinking feel like I’m rubbing velcro across my eyes.
I am hoping documenting the last year will keep me sane in between then.