So I've now moved into Derby Uni, and whilst it's not yet blown away the previous version of me, I am looking forward to getting stuck in!
I actually thought I would be gagging for a job, and I still am financially, but I actually don't know if I'll have the time! Well, if the rest of the year is as work-free as the first 2 weeks, I'll be OK, but I somehow doubt it. I forced myself to hand in a CV today at a bar I liked (there aren't many), but they had taken the sign down for staff hire. So we'll see.
I'm really happy with my flatmates, I haven't been placed with 18 year old "party animal" wankers, so it's cool. Derby itself seems to have plenty of unsavouy characters, including one kid who called me a "Guinness drinking wanker" outside the halls the other night. For no reason. Nevermind!
Finally, I always thought I didn't really have an accent, but since moving here, I have said a couple of things that sounded to me like pure Derby speak. However, it's quite possible it's rubbing off on me already!
Ah yes, as for the last post, I was depressed. Here's to changing it!
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I'm glad you're happy with everything duck, although...I think I knew this already.
Well, I still need to get to 42...
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