You Can Tell You're In University
When You're So Tired You Answer The Phone, "Hell."

University certainly does educate a person. Since I enrolled for my freshman year back in 1999, I've learnt so much.
I've learnt that chewing gum is a remarkably cheap way of keeping those hunger pangs away, when you can't afford food.
I've learnt that rising damp is the uniform decor of most student accommodation.
And that inspiration to clean the house from top to toe only comes about on the eve of an assignment deadline.
And no matter how much money you have coming in each month, it won't be enough to cover rent, bills, tuition fees,
beer, partying, books, bus fare or just about anything else you can think of.
...And if I really really think back, I dimly remember learning some stuff that the lecturers ramble on about...

...but most importantly of all, I've learnt that the best times of your life are in University...


The University of the West of England

My University. Yes, it's close to home. Too close, sometimes. But it's a good place.
The teaching standards place it at about eighth in the country, higher than it's rival, Bristol Uni.
(I'd like to take this opportunity to say a great big HA! to my friend Ellie...)
But blah to the stats. The majority of lecturers treat you like a human being. And an adult one at that.
The students are friendly, outgoing and best of all, they're all going through the same thing as you are.
And nothing beats the lifestyle...parties, all the cheap alcohol you can stand,
and a general "try anything once" attitude which makes for a mad social life.
Yep, I've never once regretted joining the student masses.

:: Now I Know My ABC ::

The Campuses
Because I study an interdisciplinary degree, my weekly classes are divided between the humanities campus of St Matthias [left] and the science campus of Frenchay [right].
St Matts is good because it's quiet. It less resembles a concrete city and hey, classes are more fun here because they're media based.

Frenchay is good because it's where the atmosphere is. And the computer labs (always a geek). And did I mention the bars...?
~waggling eyebrows and nodding to empty glass~

:: Be Creative, Invent A Perversion ::

Only one year left til graduation now. Yikes. My friends and I have all sat round a bar table debating whether or not to go onto a Masters degree or a PhD (anything to put off the whole 9-5 pit of Hell) but we all know we've probably had enough of the whole formal education thing now. It's time to live. So you know what that means...
Travel. For long periods of time, all the world over. Consider yourself warned.
~g~

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