So it's officially Fresher's week all across the country. For me, last night was my first taste of a proper fresher's event or a London night out because last year was pretty chilled and mainly about getting my bearings. So I have decided to live my second year as my first and I'm going to bore you all with the dets.
Me and my friend decided to get on the QM bus and travel to Ministry of Sound and get a taste of a proper Fresher's night in London. I had high hopes but wasn't feeling the best: 4 hours sleep and eating two chicken burgers *don't worry they were small Birdseye ones* probably wasn't the best way to start a night out.
So we got on the bus and it was hilarious seeing all these first years making awkward chat with the people they literally met the night trying to fill silences. Something I noticed pretty much all night was that, once we told someone we were second years, we weren't topics of interest and it started on the bus.Not that I cared, it was bloody brilliant being able to people watch and sort of remember what we were doing this time last year. *I'd just met my friend Emma who I went with at a freshers even at the Union*
Arriving at MoS, it seemed pretty small from the outside but we were greeted at the front by a painting of Thatcher and Theresa May in a Madonna-esque outfit (something we found funnier than anyone else) so it meant #selfietime #historygeeks.
Getting in, it was loud and smoky and not that full but made me feel so claustrophobic. We spend the first hour walking around and people watching *my skill* and seeing who was on the pull. Me? Well I can always look but I mean the talent wasn't brilliant (if you get me) so it was time to watch newly liberated students have fun with freedom.
Eventually, I started to get hot and flustered so we went outside to a little courtyard. It would've been a brill place to be with seats, heaters and a food van but it was ruined by the huge number of smokers which made the atmosphere muggy and even warmer.
So once I had sorted myself out, we had a rush of people randomly coming to talk to us. I could tell straightaway that when guys came, they were into my friend and, even though it was weird and we just weren't that interested, we spoke to them politely enough *not bitter about third wheeling* But, like I said before, once the words, 'we're second years' came out, people seemed to lose interest in talking to us.
That's mainly how the night played out. I don't know if it's because we're getting old or that it wasn't our scene but we didn't wait for the bus back and took a taxi provided by the venue.
Overall, I'd give the night like a solid 5/10. Maybe it would've been better if I was off my head wasted or had some motive but really it was just to get a feel.
So maybe I am not a Ministry type of girl but the year is young, even though I obviously am not, so I'll keep updating on my new experiences. Hopefully everyone else is having an epic Fresher's and remember: Have Fun!
That's all for now my dears,
See you soon
xxx
Arriving at MoS, it seemed pretty small from the outside but we were greeted at the front by a painting of Thatcher and Theresa May in a Madonna-esque outfit (something we found funnier than anyone else) so it meant #selfietime #historygeeks.
Getting in, it was loud and smoky and not that full but made me feel so claustrophobic. We spend the first hour walking around and people watching *my skill* and seeing who was on the pull. Me? Well I can always look but I mean the talent wasn't brilliant (if you get me) so it was time to watch newly liberated students have fun with freedom.
Eventually, I started to get hot and flustered so we went outside to a little courtyard. It would've been a brill place to be with seats, heaters and a food van but it was ruined by the huge number of smokers which made the atmosphere muggy and even warmer.
So once I had sorted myself out, we had a rush of people randomly coming to talk to us. I could tell straightaway that when guys came, they were into my friend and, even though it was weird and we just weren't that interested, we spoke to them politely enough *not bitter about third wheeling* But, like I said before, once the words, 'we're second years' came out, people seemed to lose interest in talking to us.
That's mainly how the night played out. I don't know if it's because we're getting old or that it wasn't our scene but we didn't wait for the bus back and took a taxi provided by the venue.
Overall, I'd give the night like a solid 5/10. Maybe it would've been better if I was off my head wasted or had some motive but really it was just to get a feel.
So maybe I am not a Ministry type of girl but the year is young, even though I obviously am not, so I'll keep updating on my new experiences. Hopefully everyone else is having an epic Fresher's and remember: Have Fun!
That's all for now my dears,
See you soon
xxx
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