Go to uni.
Now.
I don’t care if you have some lame ass excuse about costing or travel or fees or work or the simple fact that you’re shy. That’s bullshit. You should be ashamed of yourself.
Best few days of my life. Fucking wow. Things are amazing. Everyone on my corridor is so lovely and met some other equally wondrous people around my halls... really just having the greatest time. And that’s just in the daytime!
I shit you not, freshers’ has pretty much been the best week I’ve ever experienced in my entire existence – minus a few awkward episodes. Which I suppose is sort of a given, what with being shoved into a house with a load of people you don’t know and you’re pretty much forced to socialise with!
Then again, maybe it’s just me.
Definitely just me. Making people feel uncomfortable. Yet again.
But you must go to university, and stay in student houses or halls.
Must. Must. MUST.
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