So James, I should blog, should I?
Well, nothing much to say. I should really get out more so I can blog more about things. Though it really does highlight your geekyness, when your reason for getting more is so that you can spend more time writing things on the internet. Reminds me of this really.
What that also reminds me of is my trip to America last year. I wish I had blogged in that. I had intended to, but.. didn’t for some reason. My livejournal was disused, and I didn’t feel like making a new one. That, and I didn’t keep any record of the stuff we’d done, so by the time it got to my weekly internet session, I wasn’t sure what to say.
Still, the memories are in my head at least, and that’s what matters. And there’s lots of them. Some good, some bad, but still, I wouldn’t have changed much about that trip. As frustrating as some moments with Julian were, the places we went, things we saw, and people we met more than made up for it. In fact, I’d quite like to go back next year, but I’ll have to see about that.
But that brings me onto another point. Last year was full of memories, especially the summer. As well as traveling, there were great times back home, getting to see friends again which I hadn’t seen for a while. I had barely seen James, Nathan, or Greg in months even before travelling, so it was great to see them all, stay with them for a while, and generally enjoy myself with my friends for the remainder of that summer. And even though the relationship was doomed to failure, there were some good moments and memories with Jess in there too. The years prior to that were equally as memorable, finishing school, going on to college, passing my exams, moving out of my mum’s house, my first girlfriend, my first full time job. It all adds up to a pretty eventful and memorable few years.
There is a point beyond my rose-tinted and bleary-eyed nostalgia though. This year has, at least in contrast, been incredibly un-memorable. Starting university was supposed to be a big new chapter in my life. Meeting new people, doing new things, growing up. Perhaps I’d already done enough growing up in the previous years, maybe I’ve already become too mature for university? It’s hard to say. But really, other than that, there’s not been much to say about it. Of course, moving into university to live on my own was a big step in my life, and studying a degree is obviously something that will bring many challenges (and hopefully rewards) over the coming years. But what have I done this year? Met a few people, made maybe 2 or 3 decent friends, got drunk a few times, mostly alienated myself from the student “lifestyle” and general group of peers (well, much the same as school in that respect I suppose) while pretty much doing the same thing I have for the past 3 years. That is, putting the minimum effort into my work while messing around with computer stuff.
I suppose it shouldn’t come as much of a surprise that that’s how it’s turned out, as I never really expected myself to suddenly have a massive group of friends and go out partying or anything like that. It hasn’t been that way in the past, and it wouldn’t be now. It shouldn’t be, in fact. It’s not like I want to replace or improve upon any of my friends or memories, but it would still be nice if university offered a bit more to me than a bit of independence, and more education.
I’m not really sure where I’m going with this, other than to say that the past year has been incredibly underwhelming. I suppose I will remember it for the “first time I got uncomfortably drunk”, “the first time I was able to sleep stupid hours without irritating a parent”, or “the first time I was able to miss coursework without any second chances”, but none of those are really good things. I suppose there -have- been changes in my life related to the above, but I’d much rather I had better options for my spare time than playing computer games, getting drunk with semi-friends, or procrastinating about work.
But, it’s only been half a year so far. Here’s hoping this summer lives up to some of the previous ones, and maybe the next term of University will give me something more interesting to write about.
