The Beginning

I had a little fight with my flatmates yesterday. We sorted it all out, but it got me thinking... Several months ago life was peaceful, calm and, most importantly, FUN. How did it change? When you live with someone you get to know him so well that even smallest things are noticeable, like the annoying habbit of leaving a wet plate on a shelf, or a handbag on a kitchen table.

In the end though, when you, like me, realise that in two short weeks it will be all over, you will remember, mostly, the amazing times you had together. And when did it all start? Fresher's!


Once I came into my flat, on 22 Septmber 2007, I entered in the world of 'no worries'. See, I had never lived away from my parents for more than a month before and my heaven had just opened its doors to me. What happened with us during freshers was an unending party and every day had the same routine.

Wake up at noon, have a huge breakfast and fight hangover with your last remaining strength. By three you are already drinking again and having your lunch. Then go out, buy more boose and come back home. Have a little nap, get dressed and the guests are already arriving at seven, so dinner has to go fast. That was always a problem with us - dinner.

Evidently, we were all ready to cook and show off our skills in little 'competitions'. Every night someone cooked for the flat and although no one very said anything, we all knew what was going on. Some of my flatmates still won't admit that it was a competition. But our little feasts were amazing and I have to say the peak was this Roast we had and ,God bless Graham, I can still taste the gravy in my mouth.

Surely, there were a lot of activities aranged for us freshers but after the long nights all we wanted to do is sleep.

And so Fresher's Week ended in a glimps of an eye just like a summer holiday. Just as you got used to it all, you have to go back to reality. The only difference with me was that I was not going back to reality, I was entering a whole new world.