Back in the hood

I've been back just about three weeks, and just getting back into the swing of university life, that is to say malnourishment, constant infatuation and procrastination to name three. Work? Pah. I'm in London, back in town, in the hood, you know. It says that I haven't blogged since 5 September. I suppose it's so my mum can't read up on what I'm doing. ;)

I've got a slight problem that I don't think I mentioned before, an identity crisis of sorts. My house is currently in NW1. Last year I lived in NW5. So I can safely say my borough is Camden. But what's my postcode? Changing postcode to me is like changing a football team. I think I might call myself a NW1er for now, and sell myself back to NW5 when I graduate. How stupid, really. Only someone like me could seriously worry myself about something like this.

I'm daytrippin' in Manchester tomorrow, with the old relays that pop up every twelve months. There's only three men, yes, but three. The team is six in total. Two legs each, maybe? The Met League in Ruislip is looking ever more attractive now. Maybe I should drop out of the event myself, having co-organised our team for it. I suppose I'm going to have to get used to this whole dropping out thing.
Which brings me on to my next pet dislike: indecisiveness. If you don't want to come to a race or an event or a social if you're asked, fucking say. Don't say "I might be there" because we all know that you'll give us pseudo-hope and then you won't turn up. I don't care if you say "no". We're a society, not a school. It's annoyingly worse in men than women. I asked a girl if she was coming to a social and she said "no, it's the Fresher's Ball". Fair enough. I asked a bloke and he was like "maybe, but you know it's the Fresher's Ball, might be tight for time.." I almost wanted to punch the "no" out of him.

Ahh, that's better. Now for the nice bit; I love my housemates. I think I have three long-lost brothers in this house. They are like my family here. So maybe one of them's still in bed and it's midday, so what? He doesn't have a lecture. I really feel like I've made good social progress since coming out of school, and that's saying something for someone like me. I'm also one of the "token white guys" on the UCLU Pakistan Society, the pride. :)

I promise to blog more often. You have my word.