Planning my party

It'll be in my 21st birthday party on Thursday (2nd July 2009) and then my party on the Saturday. I'm happy and excited and really can't wait. I decided that the party would be pirate themed as I'm a fan of pirate stuff right now and because I thought it would make a more fun party. So we've been gathering things such as pirate flags, bunting with skulls on, chocolate coins, pirate ship pinata and other such things! I've invited a ton of people and the party is going to last all night! Must be off, planning to do!

My last night

So it has come to this; my last night in my hall. I can't believe its really here and tomorrow well, in fact later on today, I'll official leave my room forever and might never come back. It has gone so quick and I've grown so much. There are so many people I hold as friends and I think that if there was more then 3 people (not counting myself) left now, it'd be harder to leave this place I've called home for little under a year now. But it is empty and the feeling of just emptiness and silence can no longer go on for me. I feel sorry for the 3 boys who have ended up staying because they can't move into their houses or as my SA is doing going home by a number of trains with all his stuff! I heard that on the other side of the hall (As ER is split into two groups of 20 by the common room) there was just one guy there and I thought I won't really want to be him, over there all by myself. I don't think I'd feel safe and I'd get bored too quick. Here I've got my next door neighbour and we had our last music war today. He decided to turn the volume of his music up over mine and so I put mine up, which made him put his up. I give in and went to have a shower, when I got back he'd turned his music off. Turns out, he's also blocked from his friend's list on facebook. Not that I really care, but it was just the shock of it! So also there are two guys down stairs; my SA who's to the right of me and the boy who I'm sharing a house with next year is opposite and one door down (Because opposite me is the kitchen) from me. So yes, it is dead here and time to move on for me. Of course I could have stayed, my parents would let me home whenever I want but really I don't think I could face an other week being alone in my room. Of course I go home to face being alone there for some weeks before my brothers are off. But there's something about being at home that is different to being in halls; a strange comfit, safe and happy feeling, sense of true family and love. So I leave my new found freedom in my new student world, to go back home and well if I don't find a job, the long summer is set to bore me until I can come back to uni and take my role up as a student once more!
Peace peeps and keep rocking! :)

Typed from the bean bag chair I'm currently stuck in.

Nothing much to type really as not a lot has been happening around here. More people have been leaving and for me there has been a lack of tearful good byes and hugs. It kind of feels like for the last year I've been on an island with all this new people and now everyone has made little boats, packed their stuff into them and set sail to drift across the Ocean Of Life. Of course I'll try and keep and touch with them all but what has been this year can never be again and there a lot of sadness in that thought for me.
I've been trying to record my thoughts and feels about this and well this sort of poem I wrote on my other blog before seems to just suit how things are around here at the minute.
My hall feels like a desert, all dried up and just full of sand which the wind blows through because it has become bored and lonely. A tumbleweed might roll passed every now and then. The Cataus may flower for a few days, but it is clear that things have slowed down and are slowly ticking over in silence, like a car engine waiting. Some parts of the world feel like they are dying and like the leaves of a plant that are starved of water and so wither away to nothingness. But water and time can replenish them and so though things feel like they are dying because they are coming to an end, there is still more out there. Waiting in the silence, watching from the wings and soon enough life will flourish again and the silence will be broken.
Might make it into a poem later.
Looks like a storm night tonight as well. Wind is picking up and shaking the trees, its dark already and that's strange for 7pm. I'm staying into night anyway, got stuff to read and my novel now nicked named R2D2 because its the second book and the title starts with an R and well the D2 part just happened because one my friends who's helping me with it has this whole thing about star wars.
Right I shall get myself out of the bean bag chair and go and shut the window before the storm hits.

Things are drawing to an end

It's nearly the end of my second last week in my hall at uni now. It has gone so fast and I don't want to leave! It feels wrong to do so, but many others have already gone including all but one of the people I can normally be found with. I've been slowly packing up my stuff and it seems I've gathered so much in my large room that it is going to be hard to fit everything back into my small box room at home. But I'm leaving this place with some many memories! Happy, sad, excited, pleased, bored and scared times. I've made so many new friends too, who unlike my friends at other educational places have really seen who I am and just accepted me. I'm happy about this, it feels I've finally found people who like me just the way I am and have no plans to use it against me.

Leaving my first year is hard enough, but I keep thinking about leaving at the end of my third year! At least for the next two years I'll be coming back, but after then I won't and it'll be even harder to let go and move on. I think it'll be hard for all my friends too. It's hard to explain to people unless you've been to a uni which is so great it feels like home, you meet some great people who really get you, you grow and change so much and learn lots about yourself. So unless this has happen to you, it's hard for me to explain things.

Coming to Edge Hill Uni has changed my life for the better! I'm no longer the person people knew at College, high school, primary and at home. I'm more confident, more out going and up for new things, I've learned that drinking can be good in small amounts, living with strange and different people can be very hard, frustrating but rewarding! Friendships can be born over strange things and at strange times and when you're happy; time just slips away from you so much that you wonder where it has all gone to, but you wouldn't go back and change a second of it. Edge Hill might be in the middle of the countryside with only a small town next to it and Liverpool half an hour on the train, but to me it is one of the best places in the world and it always will be.

Mostly everyone in my hall and the second group of Americans. (E.R. 2009)

Some of the best people I'm normally with.

Me and my best friends!