Freshers... survived the first term? Finding it surreal?

Sheesh yes! Surreal indeed. This place is in a bubble - impenetrable to the troubles of the real world.

I'll tell you what is even scarier, your first holiday back home, now THAT was weird last year.

I couldn't ask for a nicer bunch of people to spend three years with than the John's Freshers.

It is extremely odd...however, I have still yet to survive the rest of Michaelmas. Two supervisions, a meeting with my DoS, packing and a pub crawl await. It's been extremely fun, though the bubble/time warp effect is somewhat odd. It's extremely odd to think that it's only been 8 weeks and there really are real world concerns beyond getting a ticket for the next formal and when you're going to do work for the next supervision.

And the answer to when to do supervision work is 1am on the day it's due in, s'never failed me...

I think I've survived my first term intact, I've become a boatie by accident, I've nearly reached my full procrastination potential, and I'm on facebook. However I might have a nervous breakdown this weekend when I try to get all my crap home (note to self: bring less crap next term!)

I take it where you write "never", we're to read "frequently"?

I can't help but think about the things I haven't done this term. Sometimes the work has been so overwhelming I've been locked away for days on end, stone cold sober, working into the wee small hours. Even on Cindies Tuesdays of all nights!

I'm not one for regrets but I do wish I hadn't spent so much time working - I really need to get a balance (though frankly my work still wasn't all that great in quality).

I've also discovered that most people seem to like Cindies, Life and Soul Tree for no good reason, when the only even remotely passable club here is Fez. And I've discovered how much I dislike clubbing compared to spending an evening actually talking to people.