Friday again. What have I done this week?

In summary: not much. I've gone to lectures, I've missed a couple, I've recovered further (but not entirely) from this bastard flu that's been doggedly curtailing my immune system's ability to keep my body running for a while.

I've updated blogs, I've updated web sites (or they're on the top of my list of things to do). I stayed up until just about now (call it 8am), and now I'm going to get a few hours' sleep before heading off to Uni for my afternoon studio session, where this week it'll be a marathon 4 hours' long specialist recording sesh studying drumkit micing techniques. Yummy, my favourite (in case you didn't know, I've been a drummer for about 8 years, so you could say I have somewhat of a vested interest in the whole exercise).

Oh, and it's part of my course, so... It's fairly compulsory!


What else? Hmm... Let's build up a checklist. I'm:

• missing old friends
• missing best friends
• missing having familiar company
• missing having cash (! the plaintive cry of any student, wherever they may be)
• missing sleep, for it is a wonderful thing and is woefully underappreciated
• missing having a free washing machine & a mum to aid in the loading of said appliance
• missing having TV (pre-Uni, the Discovery Channel and the documentary chhanels were my staple TV diet!)
• missing a DISHWASHER! arrrrgh
• missing playing the drums, it's my stress relief and I can't destress at the moment
• missing having space to walk around in my room without meeting a wall after two seconds (living the majority of your free time in one room makes you a little stir-crazy after a bit, I can't wait to get a house in Year 2)
• still missing my friends


On that subject, one of my friends from sixth form is moving to France until April next year, to work in a ski resort hotel... I know she'll really enjoy it, but I'll still miss her for the reason that she's in another country, even though where she lives in THIS country is a good hour away by car. She leaves today, in fact.

You might think that I'm being overly worked-up about people moving around in the world, people following up opportunities, I just want to make sure that I don't lose track with the exceedingly few friends I made during the past two years of sixth form (these are also the very few friends who I'd say are proper friends for life). Outside of the previous two years of sixth form, I'd honestly say that I only made two friends who I still talk to on a daily basis (or thereabouts), and one of those is living in Cyprus now for at least the next two years, working for Virgin Mobile! The jammy dodger... Still makes nipping round to see him a little challenging logistically.

At least some of my friends are still sticking a little closer to home (and I'm immensely grateful for still being in good contact with quite possibly the best friend I've ever had, one of about four or five people I'd willingly trust if they had to make a life-changing decision for me, so that's pretty close in terms of friendship!)

So, what have we learnt from this? Wherever you are, you can always count on your friends, and they're never too far away, so long as you remember that if your friendship was strong enough before you drifted away, you'll still drift back into conversation sooner or later in life, whatever circumstances may change.

So, besides from the parents (and the sister, have to mention her at least once a year I suppose)... To Helen, James, Leanne and Elliot: I love you all, you keep me going whatever happens and I rely on you all to help keep my sanity levels at their usual readings, thank you! There are others, but these are the first four my sleep-deprived brain plucked out of my memory at this stupid o' clock. At the risk of offending any other longtime friends who I've missed out... Those four are probably the most important.

To further offend, if my brain thought it logical to do so, they're most likely in rank order of importance to boot.


No Christmas presents for me this year. :D


People don't thank their friends often enough, I know it's implicitly understood and often implied by other actions, but everyone should say 'thank you for being my friend' more often. Isn't that a nice little spur-of-the-moment thought to ponder over your cornflakes today.

I hope that made at least a little sense at 8am, running on no sleep since 36 hours ago, but the situation you're placed in at Uni makes you much more acutely aware than usual as to just how valuable your true friends are, and never let them disappear lest your sanity should perish rather quickly!


What's nice is that while I'm here, I know I'm building up a nice extra bunch of brand new friends here at Uni, most of which I do hope I'll stay in contact with for as long as possible (or until one of us / all of us dies, whichever happens first I guess, as we all have to die sometime, he says somewhat morbidly).

Oh sorry, did I depress you? Merry Easter you happy bastards :P

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