Took Chrissy's advice and went to the supermarket: bought some yummy tomato bread and salami (and a V... couldn't help it). Made a nomalicious sandwich. Yep.
Since Mum gave me some money for my birthday I also went to Valleygirl and bought some awesome black and white cotton pants and a new t-shirt. Whoop.
Even though I've been inside a lot lately and only go out to get food or go to Uni, I still feel a bit better about this whole... thing. I mean, I meet new people all the time. Sometimes I'll be randomly chatting to someone in the library, or someone I've met will introduce me to their friends. It's awesome. There are around 22,000 people at Vic Uni, so I'm bound to meet some cool people. I should stop worrying and just get on with it. </trying to be optimistic>
Friday, March 18, 2011
Friday Night
My eating habits here are even worse than they were when I lived at home. At least then I could go into the kitchen and make toast whenever I liked- now I'm living in a hall where all the meals are at set times. Breakfast is 7 til 9, but i don't usually wake up until after 9, so I haven't had breakfast at all in the three weeks I've been here so far.
Today I was straight out the door to uni without eating, and I didn't have any food until dinner at 5.15, so I went 24 hours without a meal or even a snack. Nothing at all. I was hungry, but not hugely so...
And I have no money left. I spent the last of it on V and now I wont have any more until Tuesday. And even then I only get $50, which may seem like a lot but with my lifestyle it isn't, and especially since I'm living in a major city where everything seems to cost twice as much as it did at home.
On the plus side, walking up the hill to uni is easier now that I have to do it everyday. I don't think I'll bother with taking the cable car now. I want to build up some muscle in my legs.
Anyway.
It's Friday night. I'm not doing anything except watching Supernatural on Megavideo. The hallway outside my door is quiet, thankfully. Last night there were people coming into my room, asking me to come into town with them. I turned them all down because a) they were way ahead of me in drunkeness and b) I'm still 17 (until Tuesday, at least).
So. This has been a post.
Goodnight :)
Today I was straight out the door to uni without eating, and I didn't have any food until dinner at 5.15, so I went 24 hours without a meal or even a snack. Nothing at all. I was hungry, but not hugely so...
And I have no money left. I spent the last of it on V and now I wont have any more until Tuesday. And even then I only get $50, which may seem like a lot but with my lifestyle it isn't, and especially since I'm living in a major city where everything seems to cost twice as much as it did at home.
On the plus side, walking up the hill to uni is easier now that I have to do it everyday. I don't think I'll bother with taking the cable car now. I want to build up some muscle in my legs.
Anyway.
It's Friday night. I'm not doing anything except watching Supernatural on Megavideo. The hallway outside my door is quiet, thankfully. Last night there were people coming into my room, asking me to come into town with them. I turned them all down because a) they were way ahead of me in drunkeness and b) I'm still 17 (until Tuesday, at least).
So. This has been a post.
Goodnight :)
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Yay
Have a new laptop, talking to my bestie, went to the movies on Tuesday and feel good about that because it means that people actually want to hang out with me :D
Things are looking up!
Also my 18th is next Tuesday which means a party, so that's something to look forward to :D
x
Things are looking up!
Also my 18th is next Tuesday which means a party, so that's something to look forward to :D
x
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Feeling A Bit Miz
I've met some cool people but I haven't really made any friends. Everyone seems to already have a little group or something and I feel like a bit of a loser.
And I miss my friends back home :(
On the plus side Mum finally ordered a laptop for me, so I'll be getting that this week HOPEFULLY.
That's all actually. Um.
x
And I miss my friends back home :(
On the plus side Mum finally ordered a laptop for me, so I'll be getting that this week HOPEFULLY.
That's all actually. Um.
x
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Also
I hate people who think that because they have had sex they are better than the virgin people. It's like, yes, you did something that people have been doing since people began. You're so special. Have a fucking medal and a goddamn chicken, you whore.
Crazy Shit That Has Happened To Me Lately
Yay now two people know about this blog. Hi Keryn :D I messaged you just now so I hope you get it soon.
So I turn 18 in ten days. I'm not that bothered. The only reason I'm really looking forward to it is because when I go to town with people from my hostel I'll actually be able to get into clubs, instead of wandering around with the lovely people who volunteer to stay with me.
I love being at uni but I'm worried that no one will want to be friends with me and that there might be some people who will talk to me but not actually be my friend, and all the people I love back home will decide they actually don't like me that much and I'll be a friendless loser who stays shut up in her room all day watching Supernatural.
I'm also worried because they guy I (no light way of putting this) had drunk sex with two weeks ago has spoken to me exactly once since then and it's probably because we hardly see each other anyway cause he's on floor 4 and the only reason I saw him in the first place is because I was invited to drink in someone's room on the 5th floor (I'm on 9th) and he got me drunk and well. At least now I know I'm not going to die a virgin.
Does being drunk make it less meaningful? I don't know.
Also I had my first properly drunk experience that Monday (the sex was on Friday Feb 25th) when I had too much cider and then too much white wine and I passed out in McDonalds (on a guy's lap- his name is Tom, he was really nice and he gave me his jacket) and had to be pretty much carried home. It was embarrassing. People from my old high school saw. And I puked out of a taxi.
No hangover though. Fuck yeah.
Before all the excessive drunkeness though I had a fab time. We played a drinking game in Chris' room and then went to town for McDonalds, but I ended up with a completely different group of people and we ended up at a club instead. I couldn't get inside so this guy Jarred stayed with me and he got wine, and we drunk all of it and then we met some more people and I remember hugging everyone and then McDonalds and then puking on the floor. It wasn't that bad. It was just wine and cider.
That's o-week for you (or me, anyway).
I haven't been out since that Friday though. Just ten days and I can party properly.
I love uni life.
x
So I turn 18 in ten days. I'm not that bothered. The only reason I'm really looking forward to it is because when I go to town with people from my hostel I'll actually be able to get into clubs, instead of wandering around with the lovely people who volunteer to stay with me.
I love being at uni but I'm worried that no one will want to be friends with me and that there might be some people who will talk to me but not actually be my friend, and all the people I love back home will decide they actually don't like me that much and I'll be a friendless loser who stays shut up in her room all day watching Supernatural.
I'm also worried because they guy I (no light way of putting this) had drunk sex with two weeks ago has spoken to me exactly once since then and it's probably because we hardly see each other anyway cause he's on floor 4 and the only reason I saw him in the first place is because I was invited to drink in someone's room on the 5th floor (I'm on 9th) and he got me drunk and well. At least now I know I'm not going to die a virgin.
Does being drunk make it less meaningful? I don't know.
Also I had my first properly drunk experience that Monday (the sex was on Friday Feb 25th) when I had too much cider and then too much white wine and I passed out in McDonalds (on a guy's lap- his name is Tom, he was really nice and he gave me his jacket) and had to be pretty much carried home. It was embarrassing. People from my old high school saw. And I puked out of a taxi.
No hangover though. Fuck yeah.
Before all the excessive drunkeness though I had a fab time. We played a drinking game in Chris' room and then went to town for McDonalds, but I ended up with a completely different group of people and we ended up at a club instead. I couldn't get inside so this guy Jarred stayed with me and he got wine, and we drunk all of it and then we met some more people and I remember hugging everyone and then McDonalds and then puking on the floor. It wasn't that bad. It was just wine and cider.
That's o-week for you (or me, anyway).
I haven't been out since that Friday though. Just ten days and I can party properly.
I love uni life.
x
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