The old and the new may meet one day…

So today I had my first class group lesson, it was good, we were split into groups a we did a couple getting to know you exercises and all that jazz. And then we decided on what we were going to do for our study.

As I had thought there were no males in my class group and apparently, there’ s about 27 males to 200 and something females in the whole of psychology. So yeah there isn’t many males doing psychology, but it was nice I suppose being in an all female class and therefore an all female group to do my study, but we’ve decided to meet up tomorrow to start and actually hopefully finish it.

I was meant to go out shopping with some friends today, but when I went over to their’s they weren’t there, so I was left behind and not knowing anything about the place, I just ended up heading home and having a night in, while chatting with the girls from back home and making plans for one to come up here – or rather down here – the Sunday after next. Which will be nice to see her and all that jazz, but she’s coming really late and I’m thinking it would have been nicer if she could have come by earlier and meet some of my ‘new friends’ and have some pre-drinks and what not, but I’m going to have to find out how to get to the train station, from my place, which I’m not looking forward too, because I’m not even sure if the train station I google mapped is the one that she’ll be at, so I might asked my friend from house 3, if she knows about the trains and all that jazz and see where that goes first, I might be able to persuade her to come with me to pick up my friend and therefore have someone with me that knows and area, meaning it would be less likely that I get lost and end up in the middle of nowhere late at night, in skimpy clothing, because I will probably be wearing skimpy clothing, as we might go straight out from the train station, although she will probably want to put her stuff away in my room, so I don’t know about that. Oh so much to work out and then there’s the budding ‘friendship’ with the people that congregate outside house 50 to maintain, so far so good, but I haven’t bother to chat to them at all today, which might be a problem or something like that, as they’re all lively outside right now.

Lively translating into rowdy and loud and probably drunk. But they’re the kind of people I think I would want to be drunk around all the time, but I’ve had a little to drink, but I’m not at all drunk. Just tired and feeling a little down, about not going out today really at all – socially. But I do have an early morning tomorrow, so I think I won’t bother with them tonight, I can see about tomorrow timetable and getting drunk tomorrow, but I want to get some more booze in, so I’m going to see about going shopping tomorrow as well, but I don’t know when I’m going to finish and I was going to go back to house 3, but I also don’t know when they’ll be around. Although I think I now have one of their numbers I’m not sure because I’ve sent the usual ‘Who is this?’ text, but no reply, so it could be anyone, as far as I know. But I have a feeling it’s them, just a hunch, so I’m hoping they will reply tomorrow and we can hang out, because they’re nice people and all that jazz and I think we could be fast friends, which would be nice, since that way I have ‘let’s get drunk and go out friend’ and also ‘let’s sit about and watch random stuff’ friends and then they’re the people I have met in my psychology group, who all seem nice, so I’ve also got potential psychology friends – I didn’t need to worry about making friends. As it seems I’m quite popular to my own surprise. I have no idea why, it’s not like I bring all that much to the table, apart from my amazing self of course.

Quote/saying of the day: One of my proudest moments is that I did not sell my soul for the sake of popularity – George. W. Bush