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Hello once again to whoever reads this, from another rainy day in a boring hell. Here’s an update, grasping from the exciting uni life and my rainy days in Sunderland UK.
Well whoever said that it never rains in hell and it’s really hot, I guess that he’ll have to give the whole concept a better thought. It’s raining again and it’s freezing cold. Plus, nothing much have changed since my first year apart from my drinking options and, oh well…let’s say knowledge on the journalism sector.
It used to be exciting but now it got a bit boring. Sitting in on a Thursday or Friday afternoon discussing where we should go out to and always ending up at the same places. We used to go out to have a good time and get drunk, but now we’re getting drunk before we go out so as to ignore and put aside the dullness of the same scenes that we all see for the last 2 years here when we go out.
Don’t get me wrong, we’re all having a good time, and the people are great, but the scenery is a bit repetitive.
This is what I am talking about. Same messy room, with empty plastic cups of coffee lying on my desk, same last minute wake ups 30 minutes before the class and same chain smoking is going on as the first year and the year after that.
I shouldn’t complain though as the whole experience is quite astonishing. I learnt a lot about people, relationships and journalism. I’ve made some friends, and gained some useful knowledge but still this town after living in for 2 years, it’s like the most predictable town I’ve ever seen. I now understand what a friend of mine means when he says “I wanna go out and away from this town.”
From a legal immigrant from Greece in UK, studying in this town gave me a mixed of the greatest feelings, knowledge and experiences I have ever had but also some of the most boring and dull moments I have never imagined facing when I started my course.
