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I am currently writing this, in bed, at my Mum's house after deciding that this would be more fun than staying at uni. Yes it really has got THAT bad. It would appear that all those things people tell you about how university is all alcohol and casual sex with a few lectures thrown in for good measure are incorrect. Or at least they have proven to be in my experience. With the majority of my friends currently studying abroad for their language courses and my remaining friends all firmly in their relationships my life at uni has become a rather dull routine of academic work and a daily visit to Starbucks. My parents are thrilled - I'm doing really well on my course and havent had so much as a sniff of a boy in months, but I am going quietly insane from lack of social interaction.
It is with this in mind that I have decided to regain my social life in the uypcoming weeks. Starting tomorrow I am on a mission to get myself a life. I am 21 for God's sake! I should be out, drunk, talking to men, making new friends and generally living. Instead I have retreated home where at least it is guaranteed that my Mum will be willing to spend some time with me.This has got to stop.
I have no concrete plan of action, all I know is that not long ago I had more social engagements than there were hours in the day and I intend to go some way towards regaining that, without having to wait 6 months for my other friends to return for their far flung destinations.
I am going to leave the house, chat to a stranger, eat lunch in a cafe by myself, visit the cheese shop which intrigues me everytime I go past it on the bus, say yes to invitations from people on my course, even though I don't know them that well, make eye contact with attractive boys on the bus. Go to the union. Most of all I'm going to stop running home to Mummy when I get lonely. I'm too big for that.
And I'm definitly too fabulous to stay in by myself.
I'l let you know how it goes.
