Anon@EXeter

It's week 5!!! As if. It's Monday and this weekend has been great, my younger sister came to visit me- just what i needed. 👭. Weekends can be hard as there seems like there is nothing to do but work or drink, So her being here made me go out and do things, lots of drinking and no working. ( it became rather expensive) (JK I LEGIT HUGGED HER TO DEATH)  We went shopping and walked down to the Quay- which guys if you've ever done- ITS FUCKING FAR. yes I'm lazy af. She kept calling me grandma as I wanted 'rests' 👵😂. We ate copious amounts of food. YUM YUM YUM. 🍰🍦🍔🍕🍪 I attempted to 'cook' nachos, but forgot the gauc. cry cry. #firstworldproblems Sophie (my sister) LOVED uni life, I took her out to the Lemmy (the shitty campus 'club') which was her fist ever night out and she had such a good time. Having her here put me at ease, though it was sad to drop her off at the station this morning but oh well. - Reading week is coming up

Heya, All the weeks have kinda blurred into one by this point, I'm an idiot for not keeping up with this but oh well 🤷‍♀️ So thinking back to week four, literally it's hard to explain but the longer you are here the better it gets (coz you get over homesickness, and you have like 2 friends yay) but then it get's soul crushingly worse as the mundane reality of life kicks in. Not to bum you all out or anything. 🤦‍♀️ Disclaimer** I am actually enjoying it. Just keeping it real. You should know that uni isn't all about fun and games- this is a depressing realisation but c'est la vie. Two things you realise here: A) everything is fucking expensive B) everything is hard work Its not this magical time where you meet loads of like-minded people and become #bbf's4evaaaa 💓💓💓💓 and think and learn about intellectually stimulating things. Half the stuff is not stimulating AT ALL 💸💸 And half the people will fake and flake. 😁 So, i've looked into m

HEY. So yea things are kinda settling down, felt a little less ill but not completely over freshers flu lol, weakling that I am. Not sure about my course, the people are all nice but I feel so fucking stupid. Literally there is a guy who went to Eaton. Fucking Eaton. Didn't think those boys existed in the real world. He's so posh. Also there is so much bloody reading. 🤓 I cant deal. I'm trying to have a life + friends and it freaking impossible with what we have to do. Legit I have to look up every second word. WTF Society wise i've joined Sailing with my flatmate Ellie. Yah, Oh I know, so Exetarrrr. But we wanted to join a 'sport' so classic me, went for the most unsporty sport. 👏👏 Tbf Sailing so far has been hilarious, basically its aload of (very nice) but extremely posh people talking about regattas, yachts and lots of terms I don't remember. I feel so posh rn. Bringing it down in class, I also joined pole dancing. Mum was not pleased.

Sup? So second week brought a new shit storm of problems, from homesickness to the realisation that I have to study meant I felt like utter shit. Woo so positive. 🤙👏🙌 Basically this is going to sound so freaking stupid, but I didn't really think about the work, only thought about the fun side of uni and not everything that comes alongside it. Dumb Ikr. 🤦‍♀️ Literally i'ts the scariest thing, you are living with fucking strangers who are the only friends you've got at the moment, you try to get to know them whilst simultaneously trying to meet new people and you have to cook, clean, shop, eat and keep yourself sane. ITS NOT FUN, Never would I do this again. NOPE. Not for all the tea in China. And what do you do with yourself in the evenings? I didn't want to be in my room alone all fucking night yet its exhausting trying to make small talk with people you're not sure about. Don't get me wrong its still fun (kinda). I realised quickly that you

HEY So yea i'm fucking here and its been like 5 weeks. Kinda got caught up in the whole uni thing, oops. But here is basically what happened - So moving in was a bit of a mindfuck, I'd been so freaking excited for it, felt like the past month had just been leading up to that moment. So after a boring and slightly uncomfortable drive down (being being squished in the back of the car with useless shite) I got to Exeter. 🚗🚓 Unloaded the car blah blah blah, said goodbye and I was on my own. In the kitchen I met my first flatmate, lets call him Ben. Indie kid, nice, polite. Doesn't seem like a weirdo, phew. We hung out there for a bit and slowly more flatmates came in. Why is this is such a blur? There is gap in my mind as all i can remember next is that we are all sitting round the table. Steph, Ryan, James, Katie and Ellie.😬 (oh and another Asian guy, but he would remain a mystery) All seem normal. THANK THE LORD. But besides ben i can't really rememb