Right about now there are honestly heaps of internet people telling you what's going to happen at freshers and what you should be taking with you and teaching you more than you'll probably learn in the three years of your course. So, I'm thinking I might as well throw my two cents in too! I've been to uni, I was a fresher once. I'm going to go ahead and say that my words are qualified words and you, dear fresher, should listen. So here's my unofficial fresher's rules. Probably applies to everyone, but not really.
Your morals will be desensitised. You will become a worse version of yourself and that's okay. You will probably steal something of your flatmate's, whether it be a little bit of orange squash when you're hungover to get the taste of vodka out of your mouth and water just doesn't cut it or, maybe a couple of biscuits that they've left out on the side when you're starving and poor, it's going to happen. It doesn't make you a bad person. You will definitely forget something important like salt or oil so you'll steal that too. But it's okay. They'll steal your stuff right back. When that plate you've been missing turns up five weeks later in your pal's room don't get mad, get even. You definitely won't be mad about that missing mug when you're tucking into their block of cheese. There will be much worse things to get mad at, like why you said what you said after your 7th tequila.
You will become a liar. It's the only way to get by. Do you have any mugs I can borrow? No. (hides spare mugs forever). Do you have any toilet roll? No. (toilet roll is expensive). Have you ever had a threesome? Sure. Do you smoke? Yeah, obviously. Was that you smoking in our kitchen? What, no I don't even smoke. Did you get with him last night? No. Did you get with him last night? Yeah. Did you get with her last night? Probably. Do you want to come out tonight instead of stay in with pizza and netflix by yourself? Of course I want to. Where were you last night? Definitely not sitting indoors watching X-Factor with pizza. Lies. All of them lies. It's not a sin, I tells ya. Some of these lies will be told at freshers when you're trying to impress everyone, some of them will be told later in the year when you stop caring about people. Sighs. Everyone does it.
You will live with a Grinch. The one that steals Christmas. As in the one that refuses to chip in for a fake Christmas tree but still eats the candy canes anyway. You'll either all have to suffer so that one person gets no joy for free, or you'll let it go. Probably the former. You might also live with a ghost. I'm not talking creepy dead people walking through walls, I'm talking about that one roommate that you've never really seen unless it's at the early hours. You will go on with your separate lives and you will never even think about them again. (Until you write a blog post about freshers).
There will 100% be arguments with the people you plan to move in with for second year. You might not ever speak to them again. Living in halls is just a cauldron of emotion, with alcohol and hormones stirring the god damn pot. So, I'd say you're pretty bloomin' lucky if you don't end up screaming that you hate someone because they liked the house with the blue sofas over the one that's shorter walking distance to University. Someone once said that the people you meet in your early 20s are often temporary. For the most part it's probably true, but you'll also meet your new besties. So it's swings and roundabouts. It's super rare to find someone who loves all the people they live with first year. It's okay for you to not love everyone. It's okay that not everyone will love you.
Uni life is probably different to what you're imagining. Everybody goes in with a preconceived notion of what to expect, everybody comes out with a completely different experience. No two person's journey will be the same. Some will be expecting something like out of Skins (E4) and get something more tame, probably to do with not having enough money to go out, again. Some will be thinking about knuckling down and having a quiet time coasting but end up at flat parties every night. You just don't know what you're going to get. It's a bit like those boxes you get a museums where you stick your hand in the flap and just have to feel around without being able to see what it is. So just wait until you stick your hand into the metaphorical box and have a good ol' feel about. It's probably not what you were thinking.
This is me, telling you some things that may or may not be useful for the up and coming move into fresher's week. If you have any tips or advice pls leave a cheeky comment below!! I'm in my final year now so am planning to hit it just as hard as any of the youngens! Whether it's your first or last year make the most of it because it's a bloody unique experience. Don't be a Grinch, because I said so.
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