So I have happily kicked off my summer, and the last week or so has been completely jam packed! It started off with going to see The Rocky Horror Show – which not only had I never seen it before, I actually had no idea what it was going to be about. I may have been living in a hole, but the only aspect of it I was familiar with was ‘The Time Warp’. Unsurprisingly I was a little taken aback by the whole show. I have never seen anything so… crazy? I’m not sure if that’s the word I should be using. But once I got my head around the storyline, I had to get my head around the flamboyancy of it all. Am I being uncultured by saying that I just don’t understand the obsession with the show? Don’t get me wrong any musical or play that has been in production for as long as TRHS has (1973) is impressive. Everybody has different perspectives and takes different things from these works of art. But personally? I am not convinced by it. Maybe I didn’t understand it, maybe I just wasn’t fully open to the ideas in it, but nothing seemed to make sense to me. It was an experience at least, and I’m always open to seeing new things. So we’ll see what shows I end up at next.
Following TRHS I was straight home to spend the weekend at a local music festival. This for me has become an annual event allowing me to catch up with friends I have not seen all year. So I had been pretty excited for the weekend to roll around. I mean a weekend full of laughs, music, cider, and (amazingly) sunshine. Sounds great, right? – And it was! The weekend was a lot of fun, although it definitely felt like it ended far too soon. However that being said, I was glad for the money spending to cease. (I never have been sensible with my funds.) It may be over, but just like every year, it will soon be coming back around before we know it.
Following all this I finally mustered up the motivation to head back up to Liverpool to empty my university room. As you know I’ve recently finished my second year of university. Although I am excited to be finally enjoying my summer there was still so much work to do. Now, when you move out of your family home where you have pretty much lived the life of a queen being weighted on hand a foot (oops) uni housing can be a massive change. My first year, alike for most freshers, I lived in university halls. The significance of that you ask? They have cleaners! Every week our flat got cleaned. They weren’t perfect as you’d expect but it was far better knowing there was somebody that would force us to keep the place in order a little bit. Second year though? No cleaner, no help, no clue. Whether you’ve been to university or are planning on going I’m sure it’s universal that your parents will encourage you to keep a schedule, a rota, just something to keep everything in check. And universally, this will and is continually ignored. (First-hand experience here!) Oh the regrets I have for not taking that piece of advice a little more seriously. Living in a house without a cleaner this year meant not only dealing with our mess throughout the year, but having to deep clean at the end. This is a gruelling task. I’m not surprised they don’t forewarn you prior to attending university. No matter how well you keep up to date with the maintenance throughout the year there will always be days and days’ worth of work come moving out.
Last weekend, well my Sunday, was spent doing exactly that. In the baking heat, with the worst hangover having had minimal amount of sleep (I attended a party Saturday night) I moved all my stuff out of my third floor bedroom. Honestly, you do not realise how much stuff you have until you have to go through this kind of process. Not only that though, it was the amount of stuff I had but have not used all year that shocked me. There’s one thing wanting to make yourself feel at home whilst away but it was like I had taken my whole life with me. So as a word of advice if you do end up at university or in a similar situation – pack what you think you need, then remove at least of half of it. That is my plan for my third year anyway. Let’s be practical for once!
Although I’m happy to have checked out of my house I couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss too. My accommodation contract doesn’t actually end until August. So you can imagine at the beginning of the year there were so many plans to live in the city up until that time. Unfortunately though this hasn’t been able to happen. So here I am paying another two months’ worth of accommodation that I’m not even going to be living in! Student life, aye.
September will soon be around again though and I will be moving back into that same house. This time with some different housemates, which is always an exciting prospect. Each year seems to be bringing me something different. There’s never a moment to get too comfortable in my situation. Something always seems to change and this year has and will be a massive alteration. It’s funny how much aspects of your life can alter in such a short space of time. However I welcome this. I’ve come to enjoy it when parts of my life are shaken a bit. It keeps you on your toes and nobody wants a dull life, do they?
Anyway I thought I’d just write a few words to catch up, to keep this place up to date on what’s been going on with me the last week or so. Now I’m back to feeling sorry for myself for getting sunburnt over the last couple of days. I can’t complain too much though, soon it’ll be raining, and I’ll be yearning for the blistering heat again!
Until next time…