Triumph and Trauma are two things I have constantly battled with in the past 5 days. I felt it would be useful to express my feelings in my neglected blog just to give a recap.
Monday - No uni today and so things would been running as smooth as possible. Since this is the day that the new album releases and also with a load of money in hand, my wallet was going to be murdered. However, on my way in the town square, I passed some twattish idiots who I overhead utter the words "Get a fucking haircut." trying to make out I couldn't hear what was going on. It really angers me that people would judge you on your appearance especially in this day and age. I could have easily insulted them back but when there's other citizens around you, it's just not acceptable. I cheered up eventually by getting Band Of Skulls' album which I finding really enjoyable at the moment.
Tuesday - So I enter uni for contextual studies (my least favourite part of the course) and have a very early wake up call to a crime scene. What turned out to be what I thought was just a nice way of insulting each other turned out more viscous, which I felt such a shame considering this class had always had a friendly nature. Not only that, we had to stay behind for a while considering the police were called in and so asking for all witnesses phone numbers and having to write down a statement about what had occurred. It definitely was an act of total selfishness considering we had to miss a camera tutorial we had initially been booked in for. But at least it brings us closer as a group considering we now have an "enemy".
Wednesday - Again it was an early start but this time for all fun reasons. Booking free Rage Against The Machine tickets would always be a nightmare and so after nearly waiting 90 minutes I felt like tearing my hair out and breaking down in tears in front of the screen. At one point I was nearly helped out by my lovely friend Kelly but whilst trying at the other end I finally succeeded in getting two tickets. The only thing I am worried about is that because I was in a state of panic I hope I put my friends correct details down. Then came a very lengthy waiting game for the confirmation e-mail to arrive. See Tickets has never had a great reputation in the past and they weren't doing themselves any favours by taking even longer than expected to deliver the confirmation. At around 5.16 I received confirmation alas 46 mins late. But at least now that was over and done with I felt extremely cream crackered and wasn't able to get out of my seat until around 1 a.m.
Thursday - Another lecture that would hopefully go a lot less violent than the previous. But even this would have its weak points. A fire alarm blurted out and so it was time to evacuate the building. I really cannot stand fire alarms due to the fact they can damage your hearing badly not to mention there was one the other week nearly my house which lasted nearly six fucking hours and whilst trying to drown out the torture with Mogwai, my ipod ran down to an empty battery. Eventually after standing nearly twenty minutes in the rain, we were granted access to enter once again. The cause apparently was a hair dryer of all things!! But the lecture was a pretty interesting affair and going to weatherspoons for a slap up meal (due to one of our colleagues birthday) is always worthwile. I had the pleasure of interviewing my favourite Italian Melanie with her also interviewing. It was pretty funny even though I kept going "off the record" and missing out valuable questions. But at least I felt a bit more self-conscious this time around.
Friday - So out of all the things that had frustrated me, who'd have thought it would be my turn to let MYSELF down!! All because of mistaking two digits for one. I can't believe I would make such a foolish mistake and I now feel ashamed. If it was my previous college, I really wouldn't haven't cared because it was awful. However with uni, I do care. I actually find what my lecturers very interesting characters and the people I work with are some of the best people I've met in the past 5 years or so. It is kind of a shame I've broken my near 100% record attendance but I guess nobody's perfect. Also I'm starting to get sick of looking at forums where people like to think themselves as intelligent by treating their opinions as facts. If they really value their opinion that much they should have at least taken up something like Music Journalism and then they could be taken a little more seriously.
I do apologise for sounding like a whiny little bitch as I don't tend to talk about my experiences but it just felt a bit more necessary this time.
Hopefully uni will get back to normal and I'll manage my time a lot better in the future. On a positive note this what I literally cannot wait to hear. This has definitely made my week more than anything:
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