One more week of uni bollocks
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Facebook is ruined.
WOW you got in to uni, tell the world.
I miss people and times.
I work it out to be three years so I was around 15. At this time I felt like I had my closest friendship group. I would say there was four main people but then this went off in to others but I used to love spending time with some of the people I rarely and barely see anymore. I had a catch up chat with one person at a party recently and it sort of made me realise how much fun we had. When I was 15 I think I had the best summer I have ever had. Everyone was still naive and young and had fun. Money wasn’t the most important thing in people’s lives as it seems to be now. I understand this but I really think that I haven’t lived this Summer to full potential as yet. Even the best plans to come such as Reading seem to cripple other plans as people are saving etc.
I think I preferred naivety, I think it was more fun. I can’t say i’m looking forward to be an adult. Maybe when i’m secure and on my feet at around 25 but who knows.
p.s I’ve probably written this so badly. The main thing I learnt from the pile of wank that AS and A2 english is that I can’t write. How brilliant is that. A levels were the shittest two years, boring shit full of shit teaching and literally the most dead and bland years of my life thus far.
I can’t wait for next week, go to Reading and liven this summer up. The regime I am stuck in of doing the same outings in a circuit is really starting to get to me and I hate to say it, as I hate people who complain about it but I am well and truly bored. I want plans like when I was 15 when I never seemed to be bored. Something always happened.